Slay That Tiger
The Second Slice
Sweetness turns sour on the tongue
I am left with anger and nausea
I look around and see
Another wasted day
I miss my voice
Where has it gone?
It clots around my core.
I took a second slice
To slay that tiger: hunger
But the pain does not lessen
While mourning a lost empire
I consume a blueberry muffin
Some strawberry shortcake
Trauma and memories
Illustrated perfectly
They accept no allies
They show no mercy
I feed the fear
I feed the hostility
The world within
Is clouded and gloomy
A long and steady fall awaits
Sweetness turns sour on the tongue
I am left with anger and nausea
I look around and see
Another wasted day
I miss my voice
Where has it gone?
It clots around my core.
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