I should be hungry
this time last week I was
but she's so loud now
she's drowning out any semblence of flavor
leaving only the mettallic bitterness
of being repeatedly kicked in the stomach
by her latest henchman
it's easy for her,
she is well fed,
sustained by all the negativity I have managed
to swallow,
that I choke on after years of bingeing and refusing to purge
there hasn't been much room for her poison;
positivity
and I
am malnourished.
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