Sat, 08/09/2014 - 23:19 -- AJay

It feels like stones no matter what I put in

The hardness makes my stomach groan in pain

The echoing of the fall audible from the outside

I can eat old favourites or new worsts but it ends the same

The unbearable clenching of raw hunger

The nauseating sensation that grips my core

I try to eat, I really do!

But I don't know if I can take anymore.

Normally it's just a few bites before the pain begins

And I am so unaccustomed to that making me "full"

I try as I may, I eat what I might

But the pain feels like it's cutting into my soul

I don't like the feeling

I think I've lost a size already

But it is just so damn awkward

Getting full off of THREE spaghetti

I mean the noodles, not bowls full

I only had one taste

Before the pain began to kick me

UGH! I'm being such a waste!

I can't even control it anymore!

This has gotten so out of hand!

God, I can't wait until the day

That I can eat normally again.


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