Feast

i'm hid
underneath the bridge
weighing the words
exchanged

now the silence
shrouds me
like the cold encircles
the whirling wind

vultures
hover over my
dead soul

hanging by a thin thread
i search between
bytes and fake worlds
but the hollow
echo is all that remains

kind glances used to
bounce off
the walls of my memories
now, nicotine laces it

their beaks pick
at my
seared skin

i was frantically hanging by a
thread, so
i'll cut you loose,
you said

i'll cut you loose,
you said, before snapping my life
and watched while my
brains splattered

they fight
for the fat
lining my heart