Greed 1 br br br They are parasites br chewing me br outside in. br br Their greed, br motivation, br sucking what little br goodness I have left. br br I see the fog which br surrounds them. I want– br I have to run, br far, please God, br protect me. br br They burrowed br my skin, pierced, br fragile, so fragile, br I have become. br br I am tired. br Hate is draining, br oh how I hate them. br br My feet are bound, br they pull me in, br more, whispering, more– br give us more. br br They don’t care br that I am parched. br Raising my hands, br I ask for help, br shelter me. br br They still swarm. br Claiming they love me, br but love shouldn’t hurt, br like this. br br One day I will escape br from them, one day… br br I will be free.