it starts out slow
uncertain
giving off that swirling, tumbling feeling
churning in the pit of your stomach
rushing anxiety
nervously sweating
heart racing
temperature rising
veins pulsing
till you know it's coming
Yes.
absolutely everything inside is about to come out
spew from my mouth
the thin lips that cannot contain it
make me vulnerable
weak
fragile and shivering
heaving
till the last bit of it has exited the vessel
maybe now ill feel better
maybe now it will stop
how fortunate for a virus
it can come up
be released
cured
but your name sticks in the back of my throat
gags me till my vision blurs
I wish you made me virally sick
I could puke and get it over with
you are terminal
a disease that just keeps growing
burrowing into the tissue and latching on
all I want to do is puke and get you out.
Nov 27, 2013
Nov 27, 2013 at 3:54 PM UTC
it starts out slow
uncertain
giving off that swirling, tumbling feeling
churning in the pit of your stomach
rushing anxiety
nervously sweating
heart racing
temperature rising
veins pulsing
till you know it's coming
Yes.
absolutely everything inside is about to come out
spew from my mouth
the thin lips that cannot contain it
make me vulnerable
weak
fragile and shivering
heaving
till the last bit of it has exited the vessel
maybe now ill feel better
maybe now it will stop
how fortunate for a virus
it can come up
be released
cured
but your name sticks in the back of my throat
gags me till my vision blurs
I wish you made me virally sick
I could puke and get it over with
you are terminal
a disease that just keeps growing
burrowing into the tissue and latching on
all I want to do is puke and get you out.
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