why is it
so hard to explain
the way that
food
makes me feel?
that i hate
myself
for giving in
even
if the calories
are
'healthy'?
that i can't
be alone
in a supermarket
because the thought
of what
the food
could do to me
sends me into panic?
- doesn't everyone feel this way?
YOU ARE READING
broken but whole.
Poetrya collection of poetry, written in times of love, hopelessness, anger, desperation, and happiness. the most intimate parts of my soul.
