Sick
If this is sick to my stomach, then what else can hurt?
The flames have charred my toes and are licking my skirt
My eyes are blurring from the pain in my skull
Maybe it's better to be empty because right now I'm too full
Full of the sickening poison I never wanted to ingest
How to "flow like the ocean" when I'm on the shore, stressed?
If this is sick to my stomach, then what else could go wrong?
If this isn't my weakest, I don't know how to be strong.
Copyright © Juli- Michelle | Year Posted 2018
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