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Hunger Pains
This hunger is a sickness
I don't how I'm gonna make it though
I've often said that Im fortunate
it's not heroin or booze
Yeah I can function
Just fine on the outside
But deep down I'm dying every day
The night time hits me hard
Seems to last until forever
I use to have forever
Now I feel old
Something triggers
I still don't where it comes from
Been to counselling
Ran up mountains and through walls
Can't seem to kick
this secrete habit of mine
Those who know me
know I drive myself forward
They also know how vulnerable I am
And all the issues I deal with
When this tower falls
And someday it will
I just hope
It doesn't rebuild It's self come morning
I don't how I'm gonna make it though
I've often said that Im fortunate
it's not heroin or booze
Yeah I can function
Just fine on the outside
But deep down I'm dying every day
The night time hits me hard
Seems to last until forever
I use to have forever
Now I feel old
Something triggers
I still don't where it comes from
Been to counselling
Ran up mountains and through walls
Can't seem to kick
this secrete habit of mine
Those who know me
know I drive myself forward
They also know how vulnerable I am
And all the issues I deal with
When this tower falls
And someday it will
I just hope
It doesn't rebuild It's self come morning
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