I am empty.

Void. Null. Without. Zero.

I am a food hoarder
without the crowded apartment.

I eat and eat and eat
to fill the gaping,
wide, substance-less
absence within myself.

I eat late at night
until my exterior
looks and feels
the way I do on the inside.

I can eat until boredom
or sleeping. No off switch,
while everything in life is,
off.

I have no drive for anything
unless it's for fast food.

The bed knows me well
and even glimmers of hope
have been facades to add
to the lost barren fields
that is my soul filling me up
with nothing more
than regret and angst.

Like the Fonz
my life and times have
jumped the shark
I'm just not sure when

so for now
I'll just continue
to take big bites out of
anything in front of me
just as long as it's food.

10/22/2012

Posted on 10/22/2012
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