Disappointment
I feel it in the pit of my stomach.
I know the feeling quite well.
It’s really good at festering
And yields bitterness
Disinterest
Disdain
A little bit of hate
Hate you
Hate me
Sick of you
Sick of me
Sick to my stomach
A small rock
Stone
Boulder
Why do I bother.
I want to break this pattern.
I did it to myself again.