What's this loss I'm feeling?

Why's it filling me?

Where did it come from?

How did it enter me?

Who sent it here?

When did it begin to grow?

I feel something missing.

A large hole where it used to be.

What tis gone from me, I do not know.

Will I ever know?

Then I notice a face in the crowd;

I had not it here before.

Going towards it, I felt the cold grasp of a creep behind me.

I yelled out in shock.

Its hold was wet and slimy.

Surely it would let go?

Ahead of me was light and wonder,

Behind

Nothing but fear and hatred.

I had to get out of here.

I screamed, now for someone to help me.

People looked but turned away.

No one came to my aid.

I turned on my holder and kicked it.

It groaned in surprised and anger.

I kicked again, harder.

One of its hands let me go.

I yelled and screamed at it.

I threw the biggest fit.

I kicked and hit as best as I could

But I had never been exteremly strong.

My strength began to wane.

I felt I wouldn't make it.

I wished to see that face again.

Then I'd die in peace.

Little did I know that my manifestion

Would come true.

I looked upon your face,

And oddly, the creature withdrew.

Reaching out a hand,

I felt your touch.

Somehow it warmed me,

Filled me to the brim with light.

And I stepped away with you,

Behind me nothing but a broken husk.

I've found that something yet again.

Now I know just it is.

I had lost the magic;

Forgotten how to see the happiness

Thought it was right before me.

Never again shall I let myself lose

This fantasy.