A Hunger

a bad berry

To be awake, and to be aware of the world around you.

It’s beautiful, but it’s ugly.

To be aware

It’s like this,

It’s like a fruit,

that you’re unsure of

you’ve looked at it before

It’s that berry that looks so,

It’s that berry that when hunger hits

It’s time

It’s delicious

It’s oh so heavenly,

and now with every breath you feel yourself slowly dwindling.

and with your last breath you simply state, “I’d rather have died knowing than to have lived not knowing at all.”