The Hunger
Never able
to wash away
this stain
my heart
has bled
Never able
to birth
the words
of feelings
left unsaid
Never able
to move
beyond
this chasm
in my head
Never able
to answer
why
the hunger
— stays unfed
(Dreamsleep: July, 2026)
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