Something rumbles inside,
Punching me, making me fly.
Something lashes out inside,
Striking me, making me cry.
Because of it, I scream and shout,
Because of it I pout.
I suppose this is all because
it's name is Hunger.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryJust some rants by me. Maybe I'll publish my sucky old ones, maybe I won't. You'll never know.
