A pain worse than any other

I think back to this moment
My thoughts are a blur
I ponder alone
My feelings, they stir

Why do I take every chance to reminisce?
Why has no moment ever been missed?
I sit alone, crowded, in an empty room
My fears of suffering, progress, and bloom

As I'm writing this poem
My heart's beating faster
The future moments seem much further
Than the past are

I can't escape this feeling
I'm sick in my stomach
It hurts me to think
And my mind, It feels stuck

Right now I'm straining to keep tears from falling
These people around me
Are distant, Ignoring

It hurts me to tell
The emotions I discover
This passion I'm having
Is a pain worse than any other