sick
when i think of you
my stomach churns into knots
it's nothing new
the past sits in me and rots.
every little thing reminds me
of what it used to be
but you threw that all away
without ever thinking about my day.
god made us who we are
he wanted us to be near
and to never be far
you are someone i now fear.
i wonder if you think of me
as much as i think of you
will you wake up and see
the reason to what you do?
i can't help feeling sick
when i hear your name
it feels like they kick
until i can't take the shame.
its hard to live my life
knowing what i know
carrying in my back a knife
i have nothing left to show.
This poem was written by rsimons on Jul 10, 2008.
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