Eating For Comfort.
Can you imagine how i feel
To look forward to, yet frightened of every meal
A problem with food that goes beyond comprehension
My taste buds tingle with anticipation
A mountain of food, my mind is detached
I'll never be able to explain that
Eating so much is no mean feat, but
My mind takes over, I have to eat
Just me and my secret deceit
Eating too much, to feel complete
But while I am eating, the satisfaction
Calm, comforted to the point of distraction
Yet, after I've eaten, the guilt, despair
I feel like I am beyond repair
Weak, no self ...