Agnosticism

This time of year brings out the feeling that I'm missing something

Something greater, bigger than myself

Isn't that what we all say?

I yearn for the safe space that is religion

And yet the closest to me don't understand

This inherent need for something other than myself.

How is it that they go so easily without?

It claws its way out of me, leaving me hollow

I sense things that aren't there, making up reasons for anomalies

Trying my best to go without those relationships, connections, bonds

The things that tie us together, keep us whole

I'm sure I will let go soon

It's just this time of year