Leaving Slowly - Fears of Unknowing

Weekly Contest Judging comment:
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Sigh...
Oh Larry, sometimes your poems hit my hard so hard that I find it hard to recover from, and this is one of those times. I knew what to expect from the poem just by reading the titles, I hesitated but then decided to read it.
I know age and life has a lot to do with it but still I never saw you in that light, as being tired or simply exhausted. Am used to the funny serious side of you so to have a glimpse of whats going on in your head just gave me a sense of sadness. We are so lucky to have someone like you in here..

Alas I wish that were the truth in my case but it isn't. You see in my case I've never had stability, at least not in the fifteen years since my mother died. But that's another tale for another time haha

Thank you for this Larry.
I know how you feel, to be leaving somewhere and stepping into the unknown on a regular basis, it's not easy and it never will be, though in only 19 and shouldn't know these things, it seems these things have been what my life has been built on

Such a brilliantly abrupt and sad last stanza.
A wonderful write and deserved win, Larry.

O_O

"Where is my phone?
I've looked in every room
It's simply gone,"
"It's here, dad,
you're carrying it around,"
Such patience she has
restoring misplaced
parts of my world.

^ That happened with my glasses, but also on another occasion with a pencil. Turns out I had them both in my head, I just ... well, I forgot. O_O

It happens whenever I have too many thoughts on my head. I get distracted by them that I don't pay attention to my surroundings.
Not the best feeling to realize that they felt lost but that in reality they weren't.

I like the part were activity is mentioned. Being active helps to keep the mind focused, less distracted by unknowing thoughts.