The scariest thought
is realizing you care,
the saddest thought
is realizing they don't care.
The most humbling thought
is realizing you need to be protected,
the saddest happy thought
is realizing that they don't need protection
but that you still try to protect.
Because everyone needs a guardian,
if only to have someone to thank
and resent
and love
and hate
and cry to
and laugh with
and be with.
I need a guardian.
I need to guard.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
accursed insomnia! Mind never shutting down. Great poem, Michael. Thanks for sharing. Sleep well