What could have been
I’ve seen the same guy on the train for the last few days and he looks a lot like my friend Troy. He’s always on his phone and wears a brown jacket and dark grey jeans. I wonder where he goes? Maybe to work? He must be a creature of habit like me because we…
Every little step
Food is my obsession I think about it all the time Like a gun barrel held to my temple I am hostage to it’s demands But if I eat it I’ll be ugly Cast out Unwanted Fat The worst word in my world So I empty it into a bin Crying as it slips into…
Addicted to fatty, salty, sugary food.
I need to stop. Please help me stop.