lovesick
toxic drug
you're so
smug
it's like the game of
tug
of war
because this is making me
sore
would you please show me the
door
because this is
more
than i can
endure
are you trying
to mess with my head?
no
my heart
no
my soul
i feel c r i p p l e d in bed
when all i can see
is me and you
plastered
on the walls of my mind
because when i look for joy
you're
all i find
this drug carries me
allows me to
wake up
to move when-
i'm stuck
to run, to dance
in the rain
HA
no, i am not sane
i'm high on this
cocaine
that blocks out the
pain
but releases the
shame
i fall to my knees
with my utter disease
my immunity system
has
failed me
because your sickening medication
has overcame me
in my
desperation
i lay
crestfallen
on my bed
scavenging to savor the sweetness
i once tasted
whenever in
your midst
wasted-
and lovesick.
YOU ARE READING
Ouch: i'm still not over you
Poetrypoetry about heartbreak, betrayal, and disappointment.
