Cold Food
Ethel Cain
You work yourself to death
You beat yourself up til you
Forget how it felt
Your blood inside your gloves
Stains everything you touch
And everything that you forgot that You love
You breathe and you sleep at that table
Until you learned to sew up your mouth
You won’t cry when i leave cause
The smell is just too much
Now who’s gonna pull you out
Your food is getting cold
You told me you’re not hungry
But you’re starving and i know
You Know i know but still, you never eat
You stay locked inside that room
And why i wait for you is a mystery to me
You breathe and you sleep at that table
Until you learned to sew up your mouth
You won’t cry when i leave cause
The smell is just too much
Now who’s gonna pull you out