Sick

Sick

A Poem by Kiara

I haven't eaten for days.
I feel weak
And worthless.
I'm tired
And need sleep.
I can't think straight
Or even see.
Everything is just so
Blurry.
The room spins
Around and around.
I close my eyes
And I fall down.
I don't hit the floor,
But wake up in the hospital.
I can't die here,
I can't be free here.

© 2012 Kiara


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Added on January 20, 2012
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My name is Taylor Bigelow, I am eighteen and I absolutely love my boyfriend, my cats, music, writing, and playing my trumpet. Some of the bands I listen to are: Pierce the Veil, Sleeping with Sir.. more..