Sick.
Just sick.
Sick how I, like everyone else,
am given a life,
and am told to live it,
experiment with it,
to make it the happiest in the world,
yet I end up with this feeling.
This feeling is like a tumour,
spreading across me,
making me look at the world all wrong.
In the happiest of moments,
I feel something pulling me down,
grabbing my feet and sucking me in,
into this place where there is no sunshine,
where I can hear moans of pain,
where I feel so cold,
that my blood stops flowing,
and I feel like a corpse,
stuck for an eternity with pain stuck inside me...
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