Sick

Sick. Sick. Sick.
And it's not sick like throwing up
And it's not sick like a tummy ache
And it's not sick like on a plane
And it's not sick like sneezes
And it's not sick like coughing
And it's not sick like woozy
And it's not sick like headaches
And it's not sick like spending all day in bed
And it's not sick like sick
It's just, sick.

Sick.

Sick like lonely
Sick like aching
Sick like dreams I wish I never had
Sick like seeing him accidentally
Sick like the same kitchen we once loved in
Sick like how beautiful she is
Sick like time passing
Sick like melancholy
Sick like moving around and around and around in circles
And not going anywhere

Sick like pieces missing
Sick in my heart
Sick.