Sick

Sick

You don’t know what I’m saying
You can’t even imagine what I feel
I feel sick
Tired
I want to sleep a week
A month maybe
Or better
I want sleep in the day
And wake up at night
To be here
Reading
Writing
Because these words, are the only ones
Who give some sense to my life
And you probably don’t understand it
You don’t care
I’m cold do you know?
Maybe frozen it’s the right word
But there are no right words
And I’m so sick
That for me,
Now
They are all wrong
They don’t make any sense
Are empty,
Like someone has stolen their meaning
But certainly
It’s my problem
I’m sick
Ill
And there is no disease
No cure
And you can not understand me
I don’t even know if you hearing what I say
Can you see my lips moving?
The words I scream
In a whisper
Because my voice is weak too
And some day,
I won’t have voice to say your name
To call you
But who cares?
You don’t
I know it since your eyes left mines
And your hands stop holding me
I realize at this time, that it was the end
And the begin
Of my sickness
Can you understand you’re the reason?
For you I didn’t sleep
I didn’t eat
I almost didn’t breathe
Do you know that you’re my cure?
I know you know
But you don’t even want to save me
And I can’t control your words anymore
You’re free like you always wanted to be
However,
I still depend on you
Your blood belongs to me
Your feelings are mines
And without you
I’ll be forever
Sick

By Butterfly