Hunger

by H. Elizabeth   Feb 20, 2013


The Hunger sets in.
The Hunger for more.
For more blood.
That addiction is back,
The one I have hungered for
For so long.
That Hunger is now being fed.
But there's still a
Hunger for more.
It seems that I'm always
Starving.
And that The Hunger
Can never quite be satisfied.
The Hunger for more.
For more self-harm.
The Hunger that never quite fully goes away.
The Hunger.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Slowly Dying

    I love this poem!!!!