Grow up man!

What is this pain that keeps coming, the pain of not getting enough love. Why this insecurity, why this convulsion of heart?  I don't want to do anything with you. I don't want to hear the words that you love me, care for me, what childish words and I am grown up. Have I grown up. I don't think so. The child in me does feel abandoned, loveless and betrayed. The sanctuary, the abode,  my hearth where one feels warmth and security was tormented. The fear, anxiety, loss, it has been a long journey. Why does it happen to me? Complex...it was difficult. Now, how much it is easier to always remain the slave of your misfortunes and keep getting the reassurance that world understands and loves you. Oh grow up man!