Something I ate today doesn’t agree with me

Something I felt today feels much the same

My stomach rejects it as much as I do

And it can’t wait to let it go

Fingers splayed over dry, chapped lips

That haven’t seen enough the Vaseline

To pout pretty smooth

Soft indents as the fingers press harder

Because my throat is convulsing repeatedly

And I cannot breathe again

--o

In my mind I watch the me inside collapse and heave

Her insides out, till she’s inside out

And I stand and watch as she picks out of the mess

Her heart, bleeding

Pumping feebly

And my mouth opens to scream

Silently before I come back to reality

I take a deep breath

Before I gasp, hand flying up

Gagging

Choking

Dying

I must be dying

--o

She leaves her heart on the floor and goes to sleep.

A/N: Does anyone else get this feeling or am I seriously just going insane?