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For 5 years you fed me With a silver spoon At least 3 times a day I didn’t know how good I had it Until I was hungry again When I was 19 with seven dollars to my name You brought me grilled cheese And donuts with sprinkles And other sweet little nothings For me to digest You filled my plate You left space at the table I was nourished I was was never full I was greedy I wanted every last bite When I was 24 and full enough You fed me your dreams You said eat it up baby And I did I swallowed them whole I felt them slide down my throat They’ve been sitting at the pit of my stomach ever since When you swallow bubble gum It doesn’t leave your gut for years I still feel the heaviness inside me The cotton candy artificial flavoring Bright pink and nostalgic But really just an accumulation Of all the parts that had gone to waste The remnants of a carcass I still full Still thankful to have had this meal When I try to feed you A returning of all the favors I crush up my favorite parts of me Hoping to sit inside you for years to come But you take the spoon into your mouth and wince Your face turns red I can see you’re not breathing Not reaching for help either I try to give you the Hielmlic To get back what I had given way Maybe had I presented it better Red and shiny and sweet Maybe then we wouldn’t be here Choking Empty Alone
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Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 1:41 AM UTC
What has fed you?
For 5 years you fed me With a silver spoon At least 3 times a day I didn’t know how good I had it Until I was hungry again When I was 19 with seven dollars to my name You brought me grilled cheese And donuts with sprinkles And other sweet little nothings For me to digest You filled my plate You left space at the table I was nourished I was was never full I was greedy I wanted every last bite When I was 24 and full enough You fed me your dreams You said eat it up baby And I did I swallowed them whole I felt them slide down my throat They’ve been sitting at the pit of my stomach ever since When you swallow bubble gum It doesn’t leave your gut for years I still feel the heaviness inside me The cotton candy artificial flavoring Bright pink and nostalgic But really just an accumulation Of all the parts that had gone to waste The remnants of a carcass I still full Still thankful to have had this meal When I try to feed you A returning of all the favors I crush up my favorite parts of me Hoping to sit inside you for years to come But you take the spoon into your mouth and wince Your face turns red I can see you’re not breathing Not reaching for help either I try to give you the Hielmlic To get back what I had given way Maybe had I presented it better Red and shiny and sweet Maybe then we wouldn’t be here Choking Empty Alone
Still the pit in my stomach remains And I haven’t eaten in weeks
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Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 1:41 AM UTC
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