Sick

This death is slow
But it's one of which

I am deserving.

I've given so much
To this sickness.
It lives in every thought
That isn't occupied

By the one person

Who keeps it all at bay.
It makes my decisions
Without consulting
my better judgement.
It whispers at night
With words that

Cut me open.

It tells me everything
I need to know

To say goodbye

And to let go.

It warned me about
Letting people get close.
It fills me with the fear
Of getting caught.

There's a shred of light

On the other side
That tells me

I should fear for my life.

It says that
I should not hide
Behind the noise

And the lies.

But every time I try
The sickness holds on
So much tighter.

It chokes me
Until I'm invisible.

It holds me
While I sleep.

It breaks open my skin
And watches me bleed.

It tells me
Just one more time,
Every time.

There isn't an end

And I already lost the fight.

Author's Note

Sorry. I thought it would be better. It just kind of ended up happening though

Reviews

[Corset]

We all begin dying at birth, aging, contracting, sustaining sometimes as if from sheer will, how we do it while we are here is important, no one is alone in this, we all shed the mortal bond at one point or the other.

[EyesFullOfHope]

I can relate to this feeling. I like the ease with which you gave words to your feelings. Great work.

[t.m.]

Thank you very much! :)

[Jessica]

Powerful poem. It helps to surround yourself sometimes with people who can help keep the thoughts at bay. Great job.

[t.m.]

Thank you. I appreciate your reviews. And I agree with trying to surround yourself with a support system. Sometimes it's not that easy, though.

[Jessica]

I think I understand this poem better now.

[t.m.]

Oh? How do you interpret it?

[Jessica]

Its depression and cutting it seems. It tells you not to let others in and its an addiction.

[t.m.]

For some the sickness could be thst. Depression isnhordnle. Sos cutting. Letting people in isnmistakesnanyway

[Jessica]

It can seem that way sometimes, but shutting people out can be worse

[t.m.]

How? Losingpdol people isnworse

[Jessica]

Because it is about learning to trust and care again. These people aren't always gone forever. It's about being lucky enough to know these people. I guess it's my belief.

[t.m.]

Sometimes there are peoplenyoure meantnton meet and you should be able to not lose them