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  • Writer: michael
    michael
  • Aug 4
  • 1 min read

Another one I wrote. I must have been half asleep when I wrote it. I can't say I hate it.


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I've been defeated, broken, open to hoping that one night I'll rest

As I'm put to the test, I must contest, these feelings and feedings just may be my best

You say you don't hate me, then rape me,

You whisper your lies then betray me,

Up is where you take me

down is where you tape me

Left is how you did me

Right ain't done to me


Feed on my liver and drink on my bones

Tear out my mind to make my heart a home

Feed on my hands, now you hold them,

Stand on my eyes, how you've shown them

Feed on my heart and breath in my soul

You never wanted a heart or a home

Feed on my senses so I can get yours

What you don't realize is I've fed on you more


Feed in, breath out,

Breath in, feed out

Take what you want from me

I'll give it most graciously

Because from the beginning

It's you who's been thinning

Now you've caught me trimming

The light from your eyes


Feed....feed....i need to breath

Breath....breath....i need to see

Sound and sight, show me the light

Inside your being,


so I can keep feeding....

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