Sick
A poem about a neglectful past relationship.
Sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Ignoring it usually works, why hasn't it worked?
Let me go to bed, I don't care anymore, why can't my brain turn off?
Escaping at night would be foolish, I'm too tired, too hurt, too angry.
Never interested in me, never awake, never excited, never patient...
Can't sleep, can't leave, can't think, can't shake these thoughts out!
Enough. I'll lay down and be quiet. Tomorrow's a new day.
About the Creator
Madison "Maddy" Newton
I'm a Stony Brook University graduate and a communications coordinator for the NYS Assembly. Writing is one of my passions, and Vocal has been a great creative outlet for me.
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I felt every line of this, great take on the challenge!
The struggle found within as we attempt to "turn off" our minds. If we only got paid for this type of overtime, huh?
True feelings were crafted in this poetry. The more they true the more they feel.
So devastatingly sad and heart wrenching.