thekae

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Vicious Cycle

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Disgust and guilt
Resides in the pits of her stomach
She must get rid of these tenants
Vomit

Her emotions introduce
Her index finger
To the back of her throat
So her pointer can do the honors

Unsettled
Her food is provoked
To back track the path
It traveled 12 minutes ago

And she wont have a piece of mind
Until that piece of cake she ate
Is transported
From her stomach the toilet

Acidic residue on her back molars
She grabs her tooth brush
And tooth paste
And gets the water flowing

Univited the food from her body
How ironic
She chooses to nourish her negative thoughts
And neglect the requests of her body's natural wants

Holding tight to a fantasy
That will only relieve her temporarily
And allow her to feel obese free
Momentarily

Until next time
Her stomach begs for a meal
And she eats
She relives this vicious cycle on repeat.

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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY thekae

Pity Party

I'm throwing a pity party

Invitation for one

Myself

Wait, Hold up

Ill invite Jack Daniel

He has a habit or picking my spirits up

So, two on the guest list

Two's a couple

How could I forget Captain Morgan

Three's a crowd

And of course, Jose Cuervo

Four's a group

Might as well invite Cuervo's friend

Bacardi

Five's a party

A pity party

We will mix and mingle

Then express emotions that are deeper than wells

And Feel sorry for ourselves

Observing our flaws

Now, we broke dawn

And my spirits are broken

The sun is exchanging places with the moon

My mood is darkened

Melancholy

It matches the color of my skin

Darkened

Depressed is diffused through my body

My body, Sulking in sorrow

Its tomorrow

Time to end the pity party.

Vicious Cycle

Disgust and guilt
Resides in the pits of her stomach
She must get rid of these tenants
Vomit

Her emotions introduce
Her index finger
To the back of her throat
So her pointer can do the honors

Unsettled
Her food is provoked
To back track the path
It traveled 12 minutes ago

And she wont have a piece of mind
Until that piece of cake she ate
Is transported
From her stomach the toilet

Acidic residue on her back molars
She grabs her tooth brush
And tooth paste
And gets the water flowing

Univited the food from her body
How ironic
She chooses to nourish her negative thoughts
And neglect the requests of her body's natural wants

Holding tight to a fantasy
That will only relieve her temporarily
And allow her to feel obese free
Momentarily

Until next time
Her stomach begs for a...

Vicious Cycle

Pity Party

Vicious Cycle

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