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Apr 21
I am a gut
Bloated and acidic
I amΒ Β veins pulsating
In pain
I am nothing
And everything

I am like a zombie
Purple and
not breathing
What's keeping
A hold on me?

I am a head
Pulsating
And stabbing
I am but eyes
Blurry and deceiving
What's causing
This bleeding ?

I am fingers
Numb and gone
I am but legs
Aching
And wrong
Falling
To the ground

I am a heart
Shaking rapidly
Pulsating sadly
I am
Anxiety
Twisting and turning
Nauseated and burning

I am
I am
I.Β Β ..
Am
Falling apart
Miserably
And fast
I'm not going
To last

I am not human
I am a mystery
Nobody cares to discover
Lost and put under covers

I am not me
I am not alive
I cannot thrive
I am
What doesn't matter
Thrown and tossed aside

All I am
Is pain
And more money
To gain

I remain
As all this pain
To them
More money to gain
I am
An illness
That will forever
Remain
Chained
In this body
With no humanity
Left
To retain
I've been very ill for sometime now
Hello Daisies
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