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Submitted by Atlas
"I bite the hand that feeds me, so that maybe it'll let me starve"
Write a poem which includes this line.
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“I bite the hand that feeds me, so that maybe it will let me starve.”
I can’t stand to let myself get help from others.
I just want to find my own solution.
Deep down in my heart I know I need help.
But it’s not as easy as asking for help.
Not everyone is made to help you with your deep dark thoughts.
You can’t just vent to anybody because that’s not polite.
So I’ve always said I’m better off by m...
(I promise I do not relate to this at all do not worry this is just trying to imagine how people who suffer with this feel)
I bite the hand that feeds me
So that maybe it will let me starve
Because if I don't starve
How do I get skinny
If I don't starve how do I avoid the comments
Nothing else will work
And if I eat I will grow
So I'll starve
Starve to become pretty
Because it seems pretty is ...
Self sabotage is a beautiful dance
A waltz, a tango, a ballroom romance
We fell in love on an October night
We became one to cure our own plight
Self sabotage tastes sweet on my teeth
I can taste her lipstick when she kisses me
It tastes like blood and cranberries
My pain fills her with energy
Self sabotage doesn’t care for me
She feeds me on rotting sweets
I bite the hand that feeds me
So maybe...
I dont want to drag anyone down with me
I’m angry, sure
But not that angry
Honestly, I’m just tired
Too tired.
I don’t sleep at night anymore
Because it’s the only time I have
Time
To just relax
And be.
I join too many clubs
And activities
And
I have too many ideas
And I’m done.
I’m done creating
Done destroying
Done setting my bridges on fire
And walking across them
Smiling.
I reject the arm...
The coldness of the polished cell floor of seeps through my jeans.
The roof is glass so I can see the stars.
The columns of marble engorging me in this place.
I see Orion
And cancer
And Leo.
…
Enough about about this place!!!!!
I NEED FOOD!!!
But I can’t I keep forgetting about my plan…
I’ll bite the hand that feeds me so maybe I’ll starve.
I sit there and stare at my 26 plates of food
That...
I bite the hand that feeds me,
teeth sharp with pride and spite,
I’ll let them starve me slowly,
to feel the burn of fight.
Their kindness tastes like weakness,
and I refuse to bow,
I'd rather choke on nothing,
than bend and break somehow.
Let hunger be my master,
let emptiness consume,
I’ll feed on hollow echoes,
and starve beneath the moon.
For power's in the starving,...
My palms lay upward in the air
Things offered taken for granted without a care
My tears fall further than gravity can pull
My sobs ring anyone morose into a soft lull
Knowing someone is like them in full
My mind wars, punishing myself for my never appreciation
I look in the mirror to ask “what is this creation?”
The clench in my heart yanks it down to my toes
As I see the people that give, and ...
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