Counting the Numbers


The cold washes through my soul
Wanting to be thin
Thinking it will make me whole

So every calorie I consume
Delicately counted
One too many, run to the bathroom

Indulging just one time
You failure
Get rid of it, all will be fine

Stepping on the hated scale
Watching in horror
The number to big, you fail.

Wanting all the fat to disappear
Crying each night
For the fat is always here

But suddenly you help yourself
Stuffing your body
Quickly nursing it back to health

But all you see is added fat
Pounds and sizes growing
Wanting to be free from all that

A vicious cycle that never ends
Your body lost control
Of all the messages your mind sends.

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