Starving

by Matti   Nov 19, 2004


A single piece of chicken,
has been split in half,
one side for tomorrow,
But there's only one half,
I'm shaking hands starving,
And my bellies not at it's best,
Someone help me i need rest,
Come take my hand,
And guide me to some food,
But i don't wanna get up,
I'm just not in the mood,
All i want is just some food,
Starving is my life,
I'm use to it by now,
But my life is ending soon,
And this is yet my last vow..

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  • 20 years ago

    by foreverhappy

    I hope this isn't really going on... And im truly sorry if it is... its a good but sad poem...your a great writer