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Heartsick
Do you ever get this ache in your
Chest, this bubble that’s almost
Compressed?
And there’s only so much you can do
To drive it away, but eventually the bubble
Settles on your chest and it only goes away
When you’re around him?
Then all of a sudden, you see someone who makes it
So much worse and you’ve never actually talked to that
Person, but it still makes it worse.
I get heartsick a lot.
And I know I shouldn’t, but sometimes I can’t
Help it.
My brain overthinks, my heart overworks,
I’m trying not to panic, because I know it’s absurd;
I shouldn’t worry about her, but my thoughts are blurred.
I hate being heartsick, it’s not fair.
How do you seem absolutely fine?!
Chest, this bubble that’s almost
Compressed?
And there’s only so much you can do
To drive it away, but eventually the bubble
Settles on your chest and it only goes away
When you’re around him?
Then all of a sudden, you see someone who makes it
So much worse and you’ve never actually talked to that
Person, but it still makes it worse.
I get heartsick a lot.
And I know I shouldn’t, but sometimes I can’t
Help it.
My brain overthinks, my heart overworks,
I’m trying not to panic, because I know it’s absurd;
I shouldn’t worry about her, but my thoughts are blurred.
I hate being heartsick, it’s not fair.
How do you seem absolutely fine?!
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