as i stand staring
waiting
watching the coffee drip
my heart is breaking
dropping
into my stomach
where the half eaten
mini bagel
resides.
i am so sick
so nauseous
not because i am not hungry
but because i wish
to not be.
in my head i hear screams
and shouts
of never ending
pain.
pain that is almost incomprehensible
and i slowly
fade
into
nothing.
YOU ARE READING
oh how the mirror lies
Poetrythe thoughts i do not share are written here in word form. please be kind to them.
