I feed on regret and disgust
Violet and indigo
Like a feeling after
You have let lust
Take over

I feed on happiness
Like a bright yellow sun
Mixed with with a fruity essence
Of orange
To have that smile as bright as the sun
And as fresh as an orange

I feed on sadness
With side dishes of pity and loneliness
To color my insides with shades of blue
Alone stuck in forever
Like glue

I feed on betrayal
The core of revenge and heartache
Like the serene color of deep green
Tainted with muddy brown just like the lake
Rained down upon
By seemingly harmless drops
Then turns to a knife

I feed on love
To color my insides with red
To have that emotion about passion
Playing with fire on your bed

I feed on youth
With a touch of innocence
Like the feeling of pink
When a simple wink
Can turn into a strong link

Waiting
I keep on waiting
For him to have that feeling
The same to what I'm having

But waiting seems like forever
Turning the burning passion just into a fever
Slowly being remedied by the cold truth
That I might be waiting for nothing