Added Aug 28, 2019
You true connoisseur!
You eat my thoughts.
Slowly you enjoy every bite.
And me:
In less than the blink of an eye
I lie starved under your satiated dead weight.
Again and again you leave.
And mislead me.
Make me feel unchained from your insatiability.
But then you return.
Again and again unexpectedly.
Even hungrier.
Nobody has such a power over me.
Why do I allow you?
I know who you are.
And I know that it is me
feeding you with delicacies.
I want my mind back.
I am still alive.
So why don’t you just die…
by Nicole Cecil B