Until You are Satisfied

 

This sadness is a sickness

Gnawing at my reason

I can’t hear my own voice

So I climb into your open mouth

Looking for a stage from which to scream

Hoping for an answer to my questions

Your tongue drags me deeper

There I whisper to you my secrets

But my words you cannot hear

You swallow me whole

You didn’t realise your mouth was full

I float through your gurgling stomach

Alone feeling sicker and sicker

You can’t feel me even though I’m right there

I do all I can to keep you alive

Working the cogs and gears that move you

But you never notice my efforts

You don’t see that I am down here drowning

You drain me without thought

Until you are satisfied.

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