There's a growling in my stomach
A sort of crack in my heart
And a pounding in my head
A hope that I can summon
And rip apart, to shred
A combination of bread
And mayonnaise and cheese
A pickle here, a pickle there
And some meat to please
A bit of chicken to dice
And watch out for your stickly hair
Wouldn't that be nice
Going down my gullet to spare?
YOU ARE READING
Melt Me
PoetryThese poems are just some inner thoughts of mine. Hope you can relate to these, as some may be more dark than others. Vote your fave poem :3 And BTW the rating says PG13 but really anyone can read these (maybe, some have "gore"/blood and dark feelz)...
