loving you was
a malady
that spread from my
heart
to my insides
until you were
all of me.
they call it love sick
because waking up
became a task
and sleep
never came
and all the pills
i swallowed
never made the pain
any duller.
your apathy
bruised my fragile skin
and i still cannot
face the mirror.
strangers point and say
that i am jaded
but i am merely
recovering
from the madness
you struck me with
that i never
want to feel again.
i am love cured
but i miss
the fever
and cold sweat.
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
Peaceful Purpose
I have noticed that in the professional sphere, as far as I have noticed, that many people choose to come to work, mainly with the intention of collecting a paycheck, which I completely understand, unfortunately, we all need money to survive in this world. I also feel very strongly about the fact that if you are going to work in a profession, you should certainly treat that profession, whatever it may be, with the dignity that its purpose entails, whether you are working in the medical field, or working at a fast food restaurant, you should do you best to do the best job you can, because when it comes right down to it, we are all humans, going through the trials, and challenges that this life can bring us, by working together.
By Kaylon Forsyth6 days ago in Humans
Comments (1)
OH do I know this toxic love that feels good in the moment but is SO toxic Loved this!