Starved

The growl in my stomach, the pain in my heart

Food but a substance, heart but a lark

Which ever I ignore screams and balks

All of this only alone in the dark

 

Why do I care please, let me sleep

I count and count those bloody bouncing sheep

two hundred, three huntred, four hundred -Five, 

The closck tick on, It's a quater past  five

 

Sleep but a fancy, food but a toy

I dont want to feel, I dont want any joy

My soul aches  just to know that you are well

Oh please on please tell me, dont send me to jail

 

Oh God, Oh God why do I care

please take me away from here

the pain in my heart has no compare

All I do in the night is stare......

Author's Note

for a friend going through a rough time.. we are here for you..