I feel ill
I look pale with so many wrong thought causing me a fever
Once a strong and vibrant boy becomes a diva activically
My breath goes shallow.
My head pounds in pain.
Vision blurry,twisted mind set
tuned to nothing but pain and sorrow.
i can fill my mouth as dry as the barren desert.
Lost in my own sub-conscious
what kind of feeling is this?
I never wanna get sick again.
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Ha!!! Getting sick is no fun. You portray that feeling wonderfully. I was going to comment on the filling thing, but looks like dhaye beat me to it. Darn it! Did you write this after or during you were sick or was it just random?
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
It was during my ill health....thanks all the same BOB
"what kind of filling is this." --Do you mean what kind of FEELING is this?
Oh, this is so emotional, T. I never want to be sick, too. But sometimes when what you see is different from what you have thought/dreamed of, would you be happy?