The Dearly Hated

Hunger

There's no greater pain in this world
No greater suffering
Than saying I'm hungry, and knowing you cannot afford to eat
And I'll just keep crying about it as my ribs slowly steal the show.

How many more nights will I lay awake
How many more nights will I satiate hunger with water
How many more nights will I open the fridge and cry
When will it be mine turn to be comfortable