How Demons Feed

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I actually wrote this when I was in middle school, at the time I was overwhelmed by depression and self hatred.....I was bulimic and I used food to shield and cover up my problems with good feelings that I got from it. However this created bad thoughts within me
The following is a poem that personifies the "demons" I had into thoughts, causing an abusive relationship within myself (so to speak)
Also I wanted this poem to be sorta like an analogy of the thoughts of feeding myself so much made me feel like a demon, and how the literal demon feeds on my misery.....and how these thoughts can spread from person to person....if allowed...
I know longer use food to solve my problems, but some thoughts remain...

Submitted: March 08, 2016

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How Demons Feed

"More, More!" The cravings yell
One more bite and you'll leave your hell
Those painful words that people say
Will all have gone and flown away
Because right now, I am your friend
Those other ones? They just pretend
Leave and forget them, let them be
Your hunger now, is big like the sea
But a storm is coming, brewing soon
Hold it in, create a typhoon
So calm it, indulge and feel so good
You're stuffing your face. Like I knew you would
Your stomach now stretches, getting bigger and fat
No one will want you, not like that
Why look away and stare at Nick?
Bitch, he doesn't want you, have a candy stick
You have to realize and know it now
He wants a REAL girl, not a goddamn sow
Yes, go back to eating, chew deep and hard
Don't stop at all! You fucking piece of lard!
Oh now you're crying, grow and shut up
You cant eat more, when you weep like a pup
Yeah, feel the sadness and chug down more
Oh you are NOT full, there's room to store
Don't be shy dear, go for seconds
Smell that honey? How it beckons?
You know a boy called you gross today
Just eat on up, your pains away
Yes, right now, you are in bliss
But just know that no one you'll kiss
Who would? No one! None of no gender
Well if they did they wouldn't be tender
Oh come on! That was funny! Don't sob like a sissy
Oh you were 'touched'? That's YOUR fault missy
Grub cant molest you, it makes you feel nice
Now get some more helpings and add some spice!
Sit your ass down! Then gorge on some cake
It heals your problems, so why do you shake?
Don't look at me like that! You are such a bore
That man ain't here, but you're MY whore
Girl, don't defy me! There's NOWHERE to run
What's in your pocket? Oh shit, its a gun!
Ha! Go ahead! Try to end me!
But look in the mirror, you know what I see?
Nothing human, nope, not at all
Just a living thing that makes skin crawl
You're just a hog that makes people twitch
I've said this before : You're my BITCH!
Whoa now! Relax! Don't put it to your face!
If you're dead and gone, there's no food to taste
You've tried this before, you don't have the nerve
We all know agony is what you deserve
Plus, I know you like, you ate with such vigor
Oh crap, she cocked it! Don't pull the trigger!!!

 

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Well damn that's pathetic, and truly not fun
I enjoyed the battle, guess I won
Bittersweet really, I wanted her mad
But she wanted freedom, ugh too bad
Well she's not the first I've driven insane
When there's no morale, the more I gain


Oh hi little girl. You were called 'vile'?
Well, I'm your new friend....and I'll stay for awhile


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