Giver

Screened Giver
(Written when someone wrote poetry for me...)

We are the givers
That enjoyed while giving
That were isolated
That were traumatized
That succumbed to isolation
That didn't enjoy giving
And was not given in the end

I am the one enjoying
The one who stirred effortlessly
The one who went away
The one who was preyed upon by fear
The one who stayed far
The one who stirred with effort
I am the one who's missing