Poetry

No Reason Why (#67)

Trying to keep an open mind,
For any reason, I might find,
How I got to be the size I am,

Everyone seems to have some event,
That pushed them to food to vent,
But I don’t seem to have one,

At least there’s nothing I can conclude,
That made me emotionally turn to food,
Maybe I’m just blind to it?

I can’t deny I emotionally eat,
There’s comfort in both salty and sweet,
But I can’t do that anymore,

It’s a daily struggle to be sure,
Those comforts can certainly lure,
But I must fight it,

Any Thoughts?

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