Digested Feeling

That Rumble In Your Stomach
That voice within you brain
Keeps telling you over and over
That everythings going to be ok

Always giving a second chance
To make up from the first
But your heart speaks to you
Telling you your cursed

But your love for him is alive
Like when babies take their first breath
The digested feeling tells you
To cause your own death

Because you know its going knowhere
And hes never loved you back
This sickness in your bladder
Painfully attacks

So you take its advice
And pick up a blade
Take a slice of bone
To an early grave

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