So Hungry to find a place to feel safe and welcome
Craving a connection of some manner, one that counts
Famished to feel another’s hand when I blindly reach out
Starving to be accepted for the mess that is me.
Ravenous for a friend who I can let go with
Wishing this great hunger could be met.
So Hungry to stop feeling so alone in a swarm
Craving the instinct to be what’s expected
Famished to feel the blessings of those I admire
Starving to be whoever I was meant to be.
Ravenous for the knowledge of where to go from here
Wishing the hunger wasn’t so great.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem