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Apr 23
i am so hungry
i do not like this world
i have fed it so much
yet i starve now
i worry
what haven't i done
there are merely a few roads i haven't taken
all of them leads to the same end too
do i still change my narratives
i guess i should
atleast i am not starved of narratives
i should eat one of those narratives
make do,
wear myself down
but say it is might, it is tenacity
make do, the familiar road
hungry but i have to take it
I can think, I can wait but I cannot fast, I have always been a diabetic,
so how can I be Buddha? death?
Written by
ab ja na
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