Sick

Don't look anywhere
that there may be
something
that you don't
want to see.
I feel BAD.
My eyes have
seen forbidden shores,
my ears have
heard the crashing
of waves.
There is a sickness
in me,
and i want to
forget everything
so I can
FEEL
once again.
Sweaty palms
touch a chest
full of memories
that should never have
been opened, but
I've done so
unknowingly.
Haunted by
what should have been
but never was;
something I wanted
so badly,
but never truly had.
I woke up
this morning,
and my entire day
was ruined
before it even
BEGAN.
The echo of
words that
I only wish
I'd said
resonate loudly
and akwardly,
never getting any
quieter,
and I am
SICK.