apathy
my hunger was not lacking
excitement
passion & gusto
for a planned meal
thanksgiving
seated & served
in the dark
piano
Frank Sinatra
and small talk
real small talk
I feel hurded
I feel neglected
uncomfortable
and not among my peers
I write about what I eat
delicious
thoughtful
thankful
I enjoyed the eats
people let me down
mentally ill in my town
i left quickly
disguising my frown
concealing I was let down
eating has it's purpose
dining with refreshment
assisted suicide
for the mentally ill
was in my thoughts
when I went home
I lived well
I want to die well
It should me my choice
how because it's my life
no one lives my life
free to do anything but, die
I am not sad
not being able to make
a responsible adult decision
about myself
my condition
my constitution
my soul
truth be told
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