By The Virtual Idealist | LazyArt's Poetry | 21 Mar 2025
This hunger,
It drains my mind
but bleeds my soul.
This hunger,
from which I wish to escape,
can I?
Or is this simply just my fate.
This hunger,
It leaves it's mark.
No care for light,
It just wants to consume in the dark.
This hunger,
Day and night, I feel it within,
Damn, I feel so thin.
I see you hunger,
and I shall not let you win.
I feel you hunger,
And I refuse to give in.
I will fast and you will starve.
Goodbye hunger,
I shall leave you in the bottom.
The bottom of a trash bin.
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