Hunger sets in,
Like a beast within,
Stomach churns,
I collapse on the floor,
Like a pathetic wanna be,
Head spins,
Thoughts detached,
All I can think of is food,
Only a step away,
But I torture myself,
And belive it's ok,
Because one day,
I'll come out to play,
When I am thin,
You'll all see the supermodel within.
(dedicated to those of you who won't eat)
after a while you begin to forget about the food and the hungerpains, good write graham
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thanks graham, each comment is appriciated :) but if you're hungry you really should eat.