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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I look at the banquet laid before me a table groaning under the weight of dishes different types and textures, all just there A perfect platter someone wishes It's exhausting, it's nauseous. the sight of endless dishes, someone's dream just lying there, on the table looking me in the eyes, daring me to scream Scream at it, show my vulnerability Lie beneath its mercy, helpless. Fear mirrored in my stare. leaving me a cowardly stained mess It laughs at me as it looks at my face. shameful, with disgust and pity How can someone fear the elixir of life? the only reason for every living soul in the city The mere thought of the fuel of the body Food, the reason for sustenance makes me drop to my knees, crying begging, scared of the consequences Am I that weak? To be scared of something so routine? something so…ordinary? So mundane? Or am I just too big a mess to ever admit Admit that this is always going to be vain. This quiet horror of hunger is always going to pull me towards it. No matter how fast I run, how strong I push, how hard I cry How long I struggle, however much I try to loosen myself. Its grip tightens, choking me, killing me, eyes dry I'm helpless, no escape Crying, but there is no sound coming out of my mouth. It's there on the plate, staring, tightening even further. My eyes are dry of tears as life leaks out How should I escape, how should I run? go.GO.GO. I scream to myself, but it's worthless. I'm strangled, too tired to fight. I sink in its grasp, eyes closed with defeat. Sleep finds me, cruel yet complete. This horror is a part of me. etched too deeply in me to get out of its cruelty And what was meant to be eaten eats the life out of me. I, an empty vessel, sink beneath its endless duality.
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