Attached

These days
I'm starting to notice
these threads following me
strings that connect
me to all the things
I could swear I didn't need
or ever want.
Yet every time I turn around
they are there
and I walk their line
back to what they're tied.
I never thought I'd become
so caught
in worry
so tied
to distress
so connected
to strife.
Honestly I never thought
I could ever be so
attached.