Wednesday, September 5, 2018

Hunger


The pain
The blood
The physicality of it
Wasn't enough to bring feeling back
But this incessant hunger
Finally set the wheels in motion
And emotion came rushing back
First a trickle,
Then a flood
And though
I know
Some will disapprove
I can't go back to that
Emptiness

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