That intense sinister feeling
So deep it rows my insides
It's like a burning fever
It just takes over
I'm quivering
I'm shivering
I'm running temperature
I feel a sickness in my stomach
Makes me want to throw out
This isn't loving. No!
It's something else
It's obsessive
It's crazy
It's too crazy
I miss him
God I miss him
The creeping fever corrupts my rational mind
My whole body churns in turmoil
The fever scourges the very epicentre of my soul
It torments the weaker side of me
The strong side of me weeps in pain and misery
And then I'm sore on the outside
Feeling this sour taste on my tongue
What is this?
I hate you, I hate you.
For making me feel the way I do.
Is this going to end in a nightmare or fairytale?
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A Compendium Of Feelings To "THE ONE THAT IS TO BE MET". #tfa2017
PoetryA collection of poems written by me in silence, sadness and emptiness. Looking at the world from various perspectives. Life isn't all simple and straightforward. It's filled with twists and turns, magic and splendor. The world is a marvel, be it i...
