As I walk towards my house
My stomach growls and aches
But I'm used to it
So I am not effected
As I return home
I take a little peek in my food cupboard
It hasn't been touched in a week
I see food
I'm tempted
I eat some
But after I feel guilty
Empty
Mad
I can't break that promise I made to myself
"I will loose weight"
But it's too tempting
I'm so guilty
I feel guilty
I'm sorry
I am guilty
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Drip Drop
PoetryThe liquid goes drip drop ~A series of short poems- Highest Ranking: #99 in poetry
