Bulimia

I'm tired of going into the same stores

Night after night

Getting looks from the same cashier

As I place the same array

Of simple sugars, fats, and carbohydrates

Onto the counter

Handing over the same money

Thats paying for the same food

That'll soon end up in the same toilet

At the same gass station

That I go to every time I lose myself

 

I'm tired of spending every penny I have

On calories that linger on in my body

Even though I nearly kill myself

Trying to expel them, until my face swells

 

I'm tired of wasting all my funds

On gas so that I can drive

To places that get me

Absolutley no where

 

I'm tired of having my car

Full of empty grocery bags

Boxes, wrappers, containers...

It's a mess

I'm a mess

So if I'm so tired...

Why don't I put this to rest

And wake the hell up?

 

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