An Invisible disease


Sick

I am sick
Yet this is something that is not visible
This is a disease that was caused by you

You betrayed me
You slept with him
Now I cannot sleep

My mind is twisted
Mutated
Dead

My soul is twisting around itself
Suffocating
And dying

My heart is decaying
Slowly and painfully
Until it to dies

I stand before you
Gradually rotting
Dying before your eyes

Yet you do not see it
You do not even see me
I am dead to you

You stand by his side now
Not mine anymore
You are lost in the depth of his eyes

You look dreamily upon him
See him day and night
Write to him, talk to him

Yet you still ignore me
Refuse that I exist
Turn a blind eye in my direction

Is this what I deserve?
To see you with him so soon...
So soon after me

Were you with him when we were together
Or did you leave me and were picked up by him
...Well?

I do not sleep
I cannot sleep
I weep instead

I cry inside
Spilling everything
Every morning my pillow is waterlogged

Even though you do not see me
I still love you
And I always will




Poetry by Steven Flood
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Written on 2005-11-27 at 05:24

Tags Rotting  Disease  Sick 

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Tha love unrequited may bring with it a sliver of hope.
It is too painful to go through.
And yet why do I live?
That is the worry about the invisible disease, it is never visible to the contagion. *sigh*
2006-01-04