Expired

I get so tired of the bullshit…but if we get to chose what we eat why do we seem to order the same unhealthy dish everytime…it goes bad to quick…its never enough to fill you up…but it looks so damn appetizing…sometimes.

We get sick…it seems like their only serving one kind of dish on this buffet line…looking around it seems like all the good dishes are taken or theres a line waiting for it…

Stepping away from the same old buffet line I ease back to the good line…eyeballing the area I see a sign: Estimated waiting time till good, fulfilling meal off a CLEAN PLATE = Only God Knows…

Sighing I look at how long the line is…too long…stepping back.

Stomach growling…should I continually eat garbage…

Ingest lies and regurgatate excuses for the horrible dish…

Take in heartbreak, let it run through my system and absorb all the non-sense, pain, lonliness and other “nutrients”…no pain no gain…sometimes you get worms!

Carry on trying to finish the greasy, grimy, and cold meal to no avail…only option is to scrap the food off the plate and no matter how much time you spend washing…it never gets clean. The last meal and all its elements…good and bad… is bound to taint the next serving…

Dying of hunger I step back to the abundance of down right marred food…pick through mountains of entangled greens laced with poison that will seep in you and re-wire your circuits…ecstasy is what you’ll feel while they parasites hidden within the leafs run rampid…

I poke at meat wedged in between spikes that pierce your soul if you get too close…causing it to bleed uncontrollably…as the poke pierces the skin the pain is so unbearable one instantly fears getting poked again…so they begin to devise ways to avoid that pain at all cost…

This portion…these servings…I eat…off a dirty plate and bitterly complain about the lack of edible food when all I have to do is wait and be patient…my turn would have came…hunger overcame me.