Sick

by Baby B   Mar 31, 2004


Sick 2

I am so sick,
so very unwell,
both physically and mentally.

I am a freak,
hideous, both inside and out.
Obese, though I eat nothing.
I am so dizzy,
the room spins in loops,
as the blood escapes.
I am so dark and bleak,
for the world around me has no light.
I shut myself out.

Where do I turn?
Besides to the black shadows,
hidden in the dark corner.
The candle is my only light.
I turn to the blade,
the delightful sensation,
the lovable burn.
Just the blood and me.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Sierra Rae

    i feel the same as laura does-it is realy touching-i know how it feels to be 15 and going through all of this-i am too-and so many of my other friends are also-maybe check out some of Andrea Lea Dake's poems-she is going through a lot of the same things and also knows how to express herself very well-

  • 20 years ago

    by Sarah

    this is so great! i really liked it alot. sometimes poems that dont rhyme, are the ones that show the most emotion. thanks for leaving a comment. keep up the good work! x]

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