"Right?
I can barely eat.
I cant fall asleep until i physically can't stand being awake anymore.
I'm distracting.
I'm writing.
Why isn't anything helping?
It's like my stomach screams it's hungry.
It needs to eat.
But, My head screams a different story.
It screams that i'm hungry again.
That i don't deserve to eat.
I need to go smoke a cigarette and get rid of my appetite.
I listen to my head.
I mean your head is supposed to know what's good for you.
Right?"
YOU ARE READING
Empty Thoughts from an Empty Heart.
PoetryPoems. That's all there is to it. I enjoy writing poems to express the way i'm feeling and i think some people might relate to these sooo
