Sickness

Reading the words over and over,

Feeling the words spin around my head,

Dancing around my ears.

I can only manage a blank stare at the words.

Thats all I see,

Nothing is important,

I feel the slow rip as my heart begins to tear.

Slowly inside I am whimpering,

Then gasping,

Then falling to my knees and screaming.

 

It's not my name you say that you love,

It's not my name you talk to me about sentence over sentence,

It's not me who you wish was next to you.

 

I hold myself together,

I look at the screen,

Key after key,

I type the right words you want to hear.

 

They just are the words that make me feel sick,

My head spins,

My stomache aches,

Sickness grows in me.

 

I'm such a good friend,

I'm such a good listener and friend,

I am such a good hider.

 

I feel the headache pumping,

I feel my stomache queezing,

Love, look what you did.

 

You knew,

Maybe you just forgot.

 

Or maybe I just forgot that we would only stay friends,

Nothing with benefits,

Nothing more.

 

My head pounds as I say good bye,

Tears take all my make-up and leave stray marks on my face,

Sickness pulls me under as the seen plays over and over.

 

A Love sickness,

A Love sickness,

A Sickness,

A sickness that haunts me everytime I talk, see or hear you.

 

I have that sickness,

And darling,

It's your fault.

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[RastaChiko™]

That sounds about right. I've felt like this way too many times before. I know, the feeling sucks like a f*****g lollipop. But hey, what can you do? By the way, if I need to kick anyone's a*s, tell me.

[Ben Carey]

Wonderful.
Very emotive.
I really love free verse poems, they really allow
you to express so much more and not have to worry
about rhyme. And they tend to be more narrative driven.

What a lovely piece of writing. Very emotional. Very sentimental.