Her
Her
Your talking haunts me
And still I hunger for you
Live life with so much to say
And yet I strive for you
Your constant need
Feeds my addicted veins
I don’t understand
But I still partake of the fruit that you offer
I feel as though I can’t
Could never
Part from this
And yet, I’m throwing up cancer
Your stench of speech
Feeds my addicted soul
And yet
I still eat that of which you give
I look at it as game
Unconquerable it may be
And Still
I hunger for you
I question to myself
Am I living a Lie?
My only answer is
Hunger controls me.
Aaron
3 Comments to “Her”
jessica (March 19, 2010 at 7:41 AM)
i liked this poem. i can relate to it in a way. good job
stefany (March 19, 2010 at 8:05 AM)
wow that was deep that sounds like my need to take a break or go to sleep forever
vosco (March 19, 2010 at 9:20 AM)
that applies to my relationship with my girlfriend.
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