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Dec 2012
There is a parasite in me
I'm beyond certain now
It's telling me it's helpful
Feeding off it's vows

It curled itself up in my chest
I never felt a thing
It started pumping, fluids false
And still I felt no sting

I think it is connected
To my warped spine
For though my brain says one thing
The worms word is divine

I have a pretty lover
Who sits with me and stays
But the thing says see the others
And my attention strays

I don't know if I can fight it
For though I know I strive
This nasty grotesque creature
Is keeping me alive
UmberSol
Written by
UmberSol  Austin
(Austin)   
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