People always say don’t bite the hand that feeds you

But not me

I bite the hand that feeds me…

So that maybe…

It will let me starve

Feeling my teeth dig into the hand

The blood flowing into my mouth

Covering my pearly whites

I want you to let me starve I plead

I can not take this anymore

When all you feed me is poison

Filling my veins with chemicals to keep me smiling

Destroying my organs

My mind

I bite the hand that feeds me

So that maybe it will let me starve

And I can return back to my life before this purgatorial state