I Eat
I am in the entrails of rot,
A mock of the human mind,
A plea and a drain
I eat and I eat and I eat
The faith of the human heart
I rest in your dread
I am the starvation of reality
I will crawl you to the end
To the break, the butchery
I am the sole stabber
The giver of gore
You are open to me
And I close you forever
[I decided to draw a picture for this poem and that which you see above is what came out of my brain. You're welcome.... XD]
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2017
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