fine dining


fine dining

I eat all my feelings
because they're never to your taste
I swallow my self down
so I won't go to waste

I silently imbibe
your scurrilous hurtful words
later when you go away
I find a way to purge

I crave your dark caresses
the way it's never really us
I wake up every morning
with a stranger I can't trust

I've sickened from the poison
of your unfounded accusations
I spew words into empty space
desperate for validation

I've devoured every lie you've told
like a glutton at a feast
hoping that someday I'd feel
I loved you in the least

you've forced your sickness past my lips
on a regimented schedule
my retching masked by your arrogant voice
reading me my mail

Now I've grown full and fat and sick
of the insanity you've made me eat
I find it's all just so much shit
burying my feet

so kicking free I'll break your hold
to seek another way
and never again allow you
to tell me what I can say

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DeepEclipse commented on fine dining


This poem reassures me that I am not insane, as you said. Just victimized by those who lack the understanding to feed us what we hunger for. Such a sad life, to never get credit where credit is due. Perhaps they are afraid to accpet you, because it would then reveal just how small they are. I hope you find relief through your writing. It all cries so loudly...

optimistic commented on fine dining


Very well spoken It kind of lured me into a tv Show Sex in the city keep pushing the one is yet to come for you. Great poem

travisd76 commented on fine dining


A troubled relationship is one that lacks trust and respect. If you don't have either of those, then it is time to kick free of any hold he thinks he has on you. Very powerful and true to life. Nice job

Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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