Love Starved

If love is a hunger.Then my heart is empty.The pains run deeper then the pacific ocean floor.So many lovers my heart feels like a revolving door.I ask my mother to feed me cause i hunger for her love .She gave me the left over scraps from my sisters and brother.barely enough to stop the pain.I ask my father to feed me and he only feeds my mother ,and when he remembers that I have no love he says hes fresh out.I asked my husband to feed me .But he cant even make food.He gives me a dinner mint of lust .It disappears as soon as it touches my lips.Countless lovers taking from an already starved heart. The inner parts of my heart consumed by the love given but never received.My heart is just and empty hollow lining .So empty the hunger pains can never be felt again.