Love Sick

"The creature of Frankenstein is something of mystery in the literary world."

The shakes as of an earthquake

The vomit as of a sick baby

The putrid smell of what is left of the unclean laundry

Of the night I cried and vomited all over myself for you

A relationship has sacrifices

My sacrifices I’ve made are pinned to a cross

Yours are in the pit of lions

Being eaten by nothing

I still remember how you woke up every morning

You took a picture of me sent it to me on snapchat

And you stayed close to me until I woke up

I still have that photo but the feeling is gone

It’s the in toilet where my vomit lays waiting for more

You’ll always have a spot in my heart

The queen’s seat will stay empty until you return

That’s right you’re too busy

I hope you remember to wear the necklace it’s a part of me

Oh you lost it…

well I wear mine everyday