Sicken Poem by Marilyn White

Sicken



Sickness diseased
Never before have I been like this
Feelings came so fast I thought
I was going to die all the
Tears I never thought I would cry
Seem to find there to where
They needed to be but no one
Could see them because they colorless
I wish that they where these colors
Black blue purple red the color
Of disaster the feelings that
Always shows to bring me down
In the depths of where I never been
Each day they get stronger
The infection spreads throughout me
One day soon it will reach my heart
Like the rest of me that I never see
Cold and heartless but full of life
Burning deep inside me lives is something
Evil that is loved and dead

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joshua Fegley 02 January 2007

This is some dark and morbid words...intense! ! ! ! !

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