He who forsakes me (Poems And Tales)

Tale of the Glutton

I  have always knew that I was different from everybody else.

I ate and I drank far more than the children of my age.

But still it was never enough.

I need more.

Maybe it was from the lack of love, something I knew I will never have.

And so I drank the sorrow away. 

Bottles and barrels of wine .

But still it was never enough.

I need more.

Or maybe I'm wrong , and maybe it was because I've never had  enough food to eat before.

So when  I see it before me.

I eat, I will never know when I'll have it again.

And so I continue to eat and feast.

Tables and mountain of food.

But still it was never enough.

I need more.

That's when I realise it was not me who was hungry but something inside.

Eating me away ever so slowly.

I was never enough.

It needs more.

Now my turn is done .

So it asks you..

"can I eat you now?"