Poetry.

I am hungry

Hungry for the taste of betrayal upon my lips

Hungry for the adrenaline that comes with a broken heart

Hungry for the heat that comes with those everlasting tears

So take me into your fold and feed me your best lie darling

Sing it to me, twisting the melody this way and that

Because there’ll never be a finer moment for you to break me

Because there’ll never be a moment that I’ll be more ready

Grab this moment and take me to hell and back

Because you’ll never get another chance

I want the pain that comes with every spoken word

To take over my body and sink deep into my soul

I want the pedestal that you placed me upon to break into smithereens

I want the bubble that encapsulates me to … pop! For I no longer believe

In the existence of perfection that is merely a concoction of selfishness and greed

People destroying lives in order to get what they want but not what they need

I am hungry

Hungry for the taste of betrayal

Because it tastes much sweeter than that thing you call ‘love’. 

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