The food looks so good
My stomach agrees
But from stomach to brain to mouth
Something stops me
Pig out pig out
My brain taunts
So I fix a full course meal...
That I don't even want.
Eat must eat
Gotta eat to survive
Maybe just enough that it should keep me alive
Ravishing
Ravishing
So hungry I must eat
It's not like it's on purpose
There's something wrong with me.
I was walking at work one day when I heard a small still voice say "get ready". It stopped me in my tracks because there was no one else around other than myself. Get ready? Get ready for what? "Get ready". In my heart, I knew what it meant but I was and somewhat am not so much reluctant but anxious about what was ahead of me.
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