ill
There's this tight knot
tangled up in my stomach
it hurts to swallow
cuz all i feel like doing
is throwing up
but i try to hide it all
and subside the nauesia
to the point i've held it so long
it's caused permenant damage
and i'll never be the same
it hurts to think
cuz only negativity is present
even when i try to be happy
the things i love
are slowly ripping me apart
the people i try to care about
make me feel deathly ill
i can't just accept a good thing
and smile about the joy it brings
i can't be positive
when i can't stand myself
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crimsonshadowposted on 05/05/2008
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