Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Starving

Everything I want
Everything I need
Tends to slip away from me. 


That's okay
I don't mind
I'm used to tears at night


Nothing changes
It's always the same
I'm not worth it anyway.


Having just what I need
At just the right time,
Keeps me breathing, keeps me alive.


The dirt I eat
to fulfil the hunger pangs
keeps me content.


I see you starving
Although I give you my all


Keep on taking from me
Just take it all
But don't bother to catch me when I fall.


~May 2011~ 

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