My Sickness

You were the one who dropped from the clear, blue sky Like an angel out of Heaven You reached deep inside my soul and pulled out these feelings After you grabbed a hold of my heart and planted the seed From there, my feelings blossomed and spread Feeding off of your passion You infected me with your passion It was undetectable at first, but then I began to feel the side effects When you ended up breaking my heart Right in front of my face And now you hand it back to me Expecting me to mend it myself And shove it back down my throat To gulp it down fast and pretend this isn’t real That it never happened To never think or speak of it again You want me to fight this on my own To battle these deadly demons With no armor to protect me And no fellow soldier by my side But I’m too weak, too sick Sick of these cancerous emotions I just can’t keep them down no matter how hard I try No matter how hard I force them back in Or how many times It always ends with methrowing them back up And there’s no way I can ignore it, or deny it, or hide it It has paralyzed me now My body is rigid and cold, and my soul is decaying I can’t survive much longer With this sickness, poisoning my body Spreading faster with every minute Unmercifully eating away at my soul This incurable disease that will eventually kill me There’s no point in holding on anymore After all you’ve done to me already The least you can do is end my misery My pain and suffering Rid me of this profound ailment Drive a knife through my diseased heart Killing me instantly, without enough time to even contemplate another breath Or slit my throat and spill all my acidic blood Let the foul nectar extricate and exude Or whatever you can conjure up It doesn’t matter to me It’s just inane to continue living with my naked shame Knowing that I was vulnerable and foolish enough To concoct this deadly disease they call love