Poems

[chelle_powell]

Didn't kno where to put this, so thought here would be OK?
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My thoughts are like a train thats going off track
but they've nowhere to go and keep turning back
back into me, boiling up again
these circles insist on preventing me from being sane

I know the circles survive because of my hand
and that the mirror reflects why I'm too weak to make a stand
They declare "if u want something bad enuff u make the sacrifice"
Why oh why cant I just be content with living my life?

The clouds are building and the rain shall pour
But the answer never lies within the fridge door
Yet I stand hovering around that place
And it all feels better when I'm stuffing my face

Out comes the bag where my old life lies
A moment of regret as I measure my thighs
A red ring with button marks beneath undone flies
Elasticated waist bands always disguise my demise

So I continue to live in the comfort of misery
With hope that one day I can see me free

Chelle xx