Am I suppose to feel
So lost & so confused?
I guess to you, I'm lost
I picked up again, I used.
But right now I feel content
And it's ok I ate
Ana resigned from my thoughts
Who cares if I gain weight?
After awhile you don't feel pain
You don't taste the bitter reality
So you don't crave death
But this addiction claims fatality.
Left alone to my own devices
I see truth beneath the lies
And I'm fueled by my insecurities
Eternally ugly in these eyes.
This remedy produces false perceptions
"I am a frail twig"
But I come to realize
That I'm just a gluttonous pig.
Yes this is me
I accept that I'm a failure
I can not stay abstinent
For there is no cure
I don't want to be miserable
My life to be rearranged
I don't want to extract the familiar
As your asking me to completely change
But what if I'm already doomed?
For God can't even save me
And all I want to do is escape
From reality set me free!
1:04am 19oct2008
Author notes
i wrote this drunk
