Novarain

Sickness

Dizziness and a sickness beyond recognization

A grotesque pool of vomit

A clenched throat

A bottomless hole in my stomach

Water flowing out of my tortured eyes 

Conducted by my weak brain

 

Where did I go wrong?

 

Was it my birth that chopped the family tree apart?

Or was it simply genetics? 

That corrupted my would-be-beautiful figure?

 

Where did I go wrong?

 

I now wake up with a nauseating feel in my body

Why am I me?

Why am I here?

I now am disturbed by everyone   

Why am I here?

Why am I me?

I now have a heart that’s the size of a planet 

That beats out my chest, it outlines its shape

And it bleeds and bleeds open wherever I go

And the bleeding is something I cant control

Why am I here?

Why am I me?

I call out and cry like a lost dog

Who’s owner doesn’t care about them

I yell and I scream

But forever I’m silenced 

 

“Is someone there?”

 

“Someone who cares?”

 

I’m never left with a signal returned