THE STARVATION THEORY.

I was never hungry

for they force fed me their lies

I was never hungry

at the age of twenty-five.

My stomach never rumbled

when the plate came to the table

the hunger pains never came

when they said "prove it, if you're able".

I stood inside the kitchen

with ingredients in hand

screenshots full of poison

recipes they'd understand.

My body shook and shivered

when I bared them every course so

they'd listen to my cries for help

but they ate up every morsel.

They licked each of their fingers

and cast a wicked grin,

they clattered all their silverware

and demand a new meal begin.

So I fed them each and every truth

I oven baked every lie

I broiled each pleading gasp

and deep fried every cry.

I served them all my story

and begged them to listen

but selfishly they denied my truth

and didn't even tip!

Author's Note

A lighthearted take on explaining a traumatizing experience I went through this past year. It is extremely hard to open up to people you trust about a major violation that's happened to you, but its even worse when they consume all the proof you have and still refuse to believe you.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Very nice dance of words dear Emunah. I liked the use of hunger to create the meaning in the poetry. I enjoyed the twisted movement of thoughts leading to the strong ending. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote