I think people create tragedies

It gives them something

To look forward to

A landmark in the ever-repeating and boring landscape

Of their lives

It's selfish

So, so selfish

But sometimes

People create tragedies

For themselves

It gets the attention

Loving care

From someone

Anyone

Who will listen

It sounds horrible

I know

But when you're so starved of affection

And you feel the empty void

Of loneliness inside you

You'll do anything

To fill it in

With someone

You're blinded

By the need to feel whole again

But no one ever taught you

That you're not missing pieces and that

You are whole all by yourself

Maybe that missing someone,

The one to fill the void,

Is you.