Sunday, July 1, 2012

In a Sense, Starving


I lie here, shriveled and dying

I’m hungry, still crying

My will disappeared moments ago

Now I drag through the dust

 Only the bits of me that I must

Before I slip into the cocoon of forever



I’m wasting away here

And it is worse than I have ever feared

For I’m hollow, I’m out here alone

The trees hover over me

I writhe on the ground waiting for their branches to open up so at last I’ll be free

But it seems I cannot leave you just yet



I stoop my head and I pray

As I wish to look up into the day

To see the sun poking her long golden tendrils through the green

But the hope that existed is ticking itself away

As from the edge of my vision my world begins to fray

And I’m slipping from consciousness into the great beyond



I was supposed to live long and well

With a lifespan of stories to tell

But here instead I lie broken and beaten



My body can no longer take all this pain

Only the hunger remains

I’ve starved myself to the end of the world



I had hoped I would fail

That someday this would merely be a tale

But it seems that is not what is meant to be

As for me, I will die

And no one will cry



Not a soul here on this Earth

Will have tears to shed

For the girl who disappeared



I ran, I up and left

I took off, tried to escape

My eyes could not see

My ears could not hear

But my heart hungered for love and my stomach for food

I was lost







I had run away from all I had known

With the hopes of finding something better

But instead all I found was pain





I am starving.





For the girl who lost everything, for the girl who took everything, for the girl who couldn’t take it, so her life-she had to break it, and no, she won’t make it past dawn.