"Remember everything you have" they say
If only they knew what it was like
To drink from life's gourd only to end up thirsty
Dehydrated
Leather like skin and cracked lips
With tooth-picked ribs protruding to match
That's what it feels like
Like you're starving on left over supply
And yet you still wandered aimlessly
Vulture,
You scavenged for life in dead flesh
Hoping that one day the decay would be enough to fill your hollow soul
Until you'd soon forget
what it was like to be hungry
