it starts off with one
one turns into another
another one turns into a handful
1 handful turns into 2
2 handfuls turn into stuffing your face
stuffing your face turns into the bag being half empty
you tell yourself
one more and their getting put up
but you cant stop
as much as you want to
you cant
you stuff your face till the bags empty
you reliaze what you just did
now there you are left filled with guilt
left feeling disqusted
left crying
left hating yourself
promising youself
your never going to eat agian
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the things i couldnt say
PoetryThis is a book of poems I've written about how I've felt. I started writing poems as an outlet, as it turns out I was pretty good at it :D So, I wanted to share it in hopes that this could help someone else. This contains mentions of SH, ED, child a...
