Obsessed

by clevername   Jul 31, 2010


Obsessed
Obsessed with the goal in mind
Obsessed
With the scale
With time
Who are we but the creaking crickets outside
As i sit here empty
empty on the inside
Obsessed
Obsessed with wednesday night
Obsessed with when its coming
Will i make it in time
Will i fail tomorrow
As i did today
only 200 calories
I pray
I pray
Make it to wednesday
But I'll fail
I know I'll fail
3 days
3 days
And i go crazy
3 days of 400
Fourth day
I hate the fourth day
the fourth day that bleeds into the fifth
That tempts me
That creeps me
I cannot resist
One meal
One meal i say
But suddenly its more
But suddenly i'm over the toilet
Sore sore sore
STOP.
When will it STOP.
When my thoughts end.
When will this be enough.
Just 7 more pounds.
Just seven more then you can be done.
But i'm sweating with nerves
I'm dying
you're killing me.
I'm dying.
you're killing me.
I want it to end.

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