I'm dying by hunger
he said
and I remembered about
all these ruined places
and its children
and their mothers
no
you're not dying
you just still don't have enough capacity
to realize
that you don't need a new jacket
and shoes
you own muddy ones in the hallway
and the others you don't like
*******
give me
a better reason
and try
to swallow your dreams
and keep them
in a digestive tract
to the last second
of not giving a ****
as the ones who are trying to fall asleep now
on the pillow of tomorrow's death
May 12, 2020
May 12, 2020 at 12:12 PM UTC
I'm dying by hunger
he said
and I remembered about
all these ruined places
and its children
and their mothers
no
you're not dying
you just still don't have enough capacity
to realize
that you don't need a new jacket
and shoes
you own muddy ones in the hallway
and the others you don't like
*******
give me
a better reason
and try
to swallow your dreams
and keep them
in a digestive tract
to the last second
of not giving a ****
as the ones who are trying to fall asleep now
on the pillow of tomorrow's death
Maybe there is a grammar/meaning mistakes in my poems as English is my second language. Glad if you'll warn me. Thank you.
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