Oh, ill nausea- what have you done to me?
Took away my breath in green eye’s jealousy-
Tore at my morals, no, my kindness- my heart
If only my eyes weren’t green from the start!
Oh, violent nausea- don’t do your way with me,
He is but a finished chapter, one not ended with me.
So, loosen your grip- I beg you, I plead
Your blood-lust much greater than all of my greed!
Oh, nausea! Villain! - oh, mercy please!
Do these cries of anguish not evoke some pity?
He had not begun, nor nothing ended done-
So Why-
Why do I feel so undone!
Oh, damned this fucking nausea be!
These blistering tears do rape and taunt me.
If only cut sockets could turn eyes less green-
If only there were no world to be seen...
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Author:
Nameless (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 24th, 2017 02:03
- Comment from author about the poem: Jealousy drives madness.
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
For nausea like this youve been eating the wrong kind of man. Bold but true! Nice writing.
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