
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