Starving
My voice surrounds you at all times, yet you don’t ever reply
Does my presence alarm your soul? Does my proximity make you cry?
It’s cute how you snore so softly
You toss and turn a lot though
You still sleep with your nightlight on
What? You thought I wouldn’t know?
You’ve grown so tall like your father; am I only a memory now that you’re so big and tall?
I knew you before you knew yourself; was I forgotten, or are you too afraid to recall?
A gentle, lovely soul, you were
Yet you wished to see them suffer, you wished to see them fall
Your nightmare commences once you wake up
Doesn’t this intrigue you, how you were never the one in control?
What would I do if you left me? You are my only source of joy, the one I always knew
Don’t run away, my dear, I am a part of your life; let me be a part of you…
I’m the demon who lives inside you
You try to escape me every night
I am the choices you once made
Your ignorance is commendable, try all you might
I am the evil who thrives within you, my happiness is fed by your insecurities
I’m starving, my dear
Feed me, please.
Copyright © Parisha Vasudeva | Year Posted 2017
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