The Song That Never Played.

I feel sick. My stomach is doing this thing where it feels like something is carving...slowly, tortuously, and deep as fuck. I can't decipher the feeling. Am I starving and just need to eat? No, because the thought of food is making me feel more sick. But then when I think no, I'm not hungry... I DO feel hungry. It must be my ulcer acting up again. It won't ever leave me alone. When I am at my lonliest, my ulcer comes back to remind me I am not. If only it were a certain person instead of a fucking ulcer. Come back and remind me that I am not alone.