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by Someone Invisible Oct 4, 2017
Sadness, depression /
The acidic taste of emptiness,
The heavy feeling of all that nothing,
The ever increasing feeling of fatigue,
Before you can open your mouth,
Before you can finish the thought,
Your stomache roars to the public,
But when you reach into your cabinets,
You find them baren and dusty.
But when you open the fridge door,
You find only expired sour cream and soy sause.
So you can only fill the biggest glass you have
So you can only curl up with a pillow to your middle
Because you are hungry.
You are always hungry.