Hungry
I've been hungry since I've met you
insatiable longing in the night
I can't fight it in the morning
my will is too weak at that hour
I lack the power
craving the carbs, the fibre
something that will satisfy
contentment, I'm denied
I can't help the way I feel
I'm hungry even after a full meal
I know. I'm repeating titles. If I was more organized, I'd number the poems with the same title. This, for instance, would be Hungry (2) or something like that. I'm hungry. What are you hungry for? I want justice. Peace out.
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