It’s a shame ridden problem
and it hates its own truth
and it’s not very fun
always trying not to puke.
it makes my mind hate my body
and my soul hate food
and I wish I could say
‘it’s gone now, for good.’
but everyday I wake up
with the best of intentions
and I cook clean meals
and I know what’s best for me
but sometimes, it happens
my head splits in two
and I do crazy things
that I don’t want to do.
but now I’m starting to realize
that it’s me in control.
this disease isn’t me
It’s just been a role.
despite this issue owning parts of my past
I’m going forward knowing
I can take my life back.
each time I stay conscious
and I do what’s right
it gets easier to keep healthy
and it’s not such a fight
to be progressing in happiness
and overcoming this bitch
by correcting bad habits
and just how I think.
as I take care of myself
each new day
I watch my life transform
in such a beautiful way.
with clarity comes much
to be thankful for
and by taking care of me
I’m saving my world.
© LL
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