These days
I have grown bit too indulgent
I have licked fingertip
after Fingertip
Sucking blood off my pores
These days,
I am afraid it may no longer be blood
I am afraid my skin
And organs
Have been swept away too
I fear that biting my nails
Has grown into eating whole fingers of mine
I fear I am becoming bones
And that once I have devoured all that I can offer
You will be next
You will be my next bad decision
My next words, that I’ll think about over
and over again
Because These days,
I have grown greedy
I have become senseless and numb and ravenous for feeling
I have become treacherous
I have become evil.
Because these days,
Nothing is enough
and I only
want more.
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