For breakfast, I munched on the melodies that broke me,
The running water down my back, I’m swallowing a lonely sea,
Pouring out these worries isn’t really helping,
And this pain is so overwhelming.
At lunch time, I ate my darkness and drank my tears,
I feasted on my sorrows and got lost in my fears,
Camouflaged into a chameleon and faked my best smile,
Knowing I’d get home, then cry a long while.
For dinner, I succumbed to the memories that haunted me,
In my dreams and in my consciousness, I embraced anxiety,
This feeling of death on me, I’m rotting to the core,
I knew then… I didn’t wanna eat anymore.
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