My Punisher

And my reaction

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My chest is tight
It’s hard to breathe,
I’ve swallowed a lump
No sorry, that’s my anxiety.

I’m devastated
Full of guilt,
I meant no harm
To all we’ve built.

My head is spinning
I feel so ill,
I’ll fix my mistake
You’ll see I will.

Unable to sleep
Mind is racing,
Climb out of bed
To start pacing.

I miss you so
That pure connection,
Thousands of miles away
In another direction.

Just to see your name
Pop up on my screen,
You’ve no idea
What that would mean.

I rarely admit
This I truly need,
Remove the pain
I beg, I plead.

I’m truly sorry
Not that you know,
You’ve forgotten it
I didn’t let it show.