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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