#heartbreakhotel
There are times
I forget who I am
and dare to dream
I feast on the emptiness of your words
until I explode
from the nothingness that expands in my soul
time will fade
the taste from my mouth
but not the hunger from within
pride will cleanse my palate
and remind me
that you do not exist
outside my loneliness
sweet nothings
leave a bitter aftertaste
but even the taste of shame
dissolves after a time
and I will sit at your table
to feast once more
Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 7:55 PM UTC