​crumb

I’m gonna keep feeding you crumbs
Until you get so full you want to burst
But you won’t,

Because you’ll be apprehensive,
Always waiting for more.

Because the more I feed you
And the more I take away
Your basest inhibitions,
The more you’ll rely on me.

Until your bones start to crack,

Until your brain feels empty,

Until your muscles ache,

Until you look at me with hatred,
And wish you never took the first bite

At all.