I am not hungry.
Looking at the food in front of me, I know I must eat.
But without the urge of hunger to motivate me,
I just stare a little longer.
I know that I should, but I do not want to.
Without the hunger to finish school, I don't.
I drop out of my classes impulsively & without a second thought.
I attend graduation parties, and wonder if I'll ever have one.
I watch my siblings graduate with multiple degrees, before I finish one.
I have decided that I have romanced the idea of college just enough to try again.
But the hunger is still missing.
I know that I need it in order to thrive.
I worry it will never come.
- Send out a search party,
I am too lost within myself.
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From the Depths
PoetryA collection of original written word from the heart describing things felt or thought in real situations. I hope you enjoy the read - who knows what will come of it. #wattys2019
