Client Journal: Poem – Hungry Eyes

I am the girl with the hungry eyes
Crawling on hands and knees
Raw and bloody from the glass
You leave behind in your wake
I call it bread
Convincing myself it nourishes me

I am the girl with the hungry eyes
Looking for your smile to shine on me
Coating me warm and perfect
And waiting for you
To tell me I’m beautiful
To tell me you love me
To tell me you’re proud of me

I am the girl with the hungry eyes
Laid shivering in your shadow
With my fingers unfolding slowly
Turning seconds into minutes
Minutes into hours
Hours into days
And days into years waiting

For the scream that lies in waiting
To sound out your name

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