Famine

Too many words were put to paper
In your name, my only lover
I tried detox over the summer,
Yet in November, there you were

Once more a beggar,for a little love
You're what dreams are made of
Castles in clouds, I keep on building
Desperate, I keep on clinging

To that twisted something of a bond
Hoping you will someday respond
Believe in me, this is no facade
Don't take my feelings for a masquerade

The few memories I have of you
Made my dreams and sanity go askew
No false hopes, I just put those in my head
Or was every part of me being read?

More than these words I've expressed
How to tell you this, without seeming obsessed?
Do you feel the same? I guess I'll never know
Yet I'll try asking you next time we say Hello

For I am but hungry a slave
And you are my only crave

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