Sad poems

sick feeling

The Random state of mind

when i don't hear the wind chimes

instead i hear the ring of death

which wakes the fears, i put to rest

a hollow feeling making me want to throw up

a sickness making me curl and ball up

the touch of your hand, i crave so much

the hugs, that use to form shape in my bodily dust

i look at something, i know not why

coming back from my reverie, i sigh

I don't remember, the fluttering of heart

it has never been, so silent before

it's silence, eats me away

this feeling should come to an end, I Pray..

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I am not really love stuck but i can relate to this sick feeling which comes from broken heart and not just love..... i hope i summed it up ok...