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Hunger, hunger, always near
Hunger, hunger, cold as fear
I must feed the beast within
Give him food or he'll begin
To eat me from the inside out
And growl within my chest
Hunger rides upon my back
Slows my eyes and leaves me slack
Until I stumble, crumble, fall
And never does he rest
I'm so tired of the doubt and
the squeeze
That makes the ground seem to tug at my knees
The voice in my head saying I'd rather be dead
When all I must do is go on
So I've decided to forget
If I ignore the beast, and let
My thoughts be full of other things
Perhaps the beast will go
Forget the emptiness in me
Think not of what sets hunger free
Forget the taste and smell and feel
Forget how long since my last meal
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