The Thirst

Entry No. 4 from Under the Skin

It’s sour—but not the kind of sour that I like.

It’s wet—
but the moment it hits your tongue you’re parched.
As if all moisture was siphoned from your very mouth.

Sudden, extreme, unquenchable thirst

as you reach for more
and take another drink
as if you’re desperate for relief—
knowing it’s the very thing that brought you here

miserable—
and yet you consume more
willingly.

You make it worse for yourself, exacerbating self sabotage and you
drink and
drink and
drink.

Knowing fucking very well that all you have to do is
just stop.

But the thirst it overwhelms and you can’t think
As you keep swallowing
Until it’s gone

But only because it has been guzzled by you
Leaving you engulfed, leaving you ravaged

And all you had to do
was
stop
drinking.

Envy is a thirst that punishes you for swallowing.

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