Is it hunger or addiction?
I’m churning mind’s afflictions.
Morsels pined as stomach binds to craving mind’s convictions.
This is the battleground for equality. Words are the weapons, poetry is the cavalry and humanity is what’s at stake. Assemble with me armed with words….
Is it hunger or addiction?
I’m churning mind’s afflictions.
Morsels pined as stomach binds to craving mind’s convictions.
Your rhyming here is so freaking brilliant, such a cleverly worded way to say so much about this particular struggle
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Thank you. It is a struggle that needs to be articulated. Talking heals
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As an alcoholic/addict, I can say you described it perfectly to me!
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I’m very humbled to be able to capture the cycle of addiction and the cyclic thoughts that accompany it. I’m sorry you see yourself in those words, but expression is therapeutic. I am those words as are millions. Thank you for your comment
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