Sick Poem by Nicole Guess

SICK
A word with many definitions
Not a single encompassing this…
This feeling of loneliness
Of unhappiness
Of dread
Yearning for the bad and the pain

Only a disease could explain it.
What else could it be?
An emotional and physical virus
Could it be?
It isn’t contagious
Not even diagnosed
No, It couldn’t be…
Or could it? !
BUT WHY?
WHY ME?
WHY US? ?
You may say it isn’t anything
But I would ask if you’ve even experience it.
Of course, your reply would be no.
For no humanly thing could cause a person to become two
To hear two voices of reason,
Two problem solvers.

Now you may ask what is this you write of.
Some call it love.
But we prefer to call it a sickness
With infinite side effects
No cure
And completely inevitable.