You Make Me Sick Poem by James Tedi

You Make Me Sick



You never touched me,
So why,
Do I feel your hands grasping me so firmly?
Claiming my body like landmark,
making me want to vomit,
making me the sickest I've ever been
I want you to let go,
Even though you already have long ago.
I'm stuck in an endless loop of you- and only you.
I want to forget but you wont let me
You're long gone, but you won't let me realize

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