Freaked Out

I do seethe. I can't sleep. I can't adore life. It's difficult to breathe. My mind is blocked. I'm stuck as well. Why must I live inside this shell? Although I feel you when we touch. I long to live. Is that too much? These voices say that I'm not loved and that people will be gone if shoved. Or anyway no matter what I do all by myself I hope that's not true. As you behold I'm freaked out. I'm unaware Of life's drought. They say to leave if love don't serve. How will I speak? That seems absurd. I hope it's true to love yourself can be achieved as with fine health. I'm so scared. Won't let it show. Don't leave me be. Oh SPIRIT glow.