Poem: Food

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(Little back story first. For about 10 years of my young life. My mom forced me to eat my food and all of it. So I've became into habit if eating lot. Which is major problem in my life. But I have gotten lot better. )

Food.
Delicious food.
Made both naturally and artificially.
I hate it,
And yet I love it at same time,
Strange isn't it?

It caused so many problems to my tree.
Obesity on one side.
And heart problems on both.

It's strange how such beautiful thing,
Causes so much pain.
I Hate it.
I love it.
I hate everything about it.
But why do I love it?

I was pushed to far.
Now,
I'm fighting back.
I don't see end in sight.
And I fear,
It may end in way I do not like.

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