One too many calories,
I’m fat.
1 workout turns to 6.
30 crunches turns to 300.
Walking turns to jogging.
3 meals turns to 1.
And fat turns to bone.
And now I am “perfect”.

I welcomed happiness with open arms.
Yet it did everything to avoid me.
The sadness was too strong,
Too protective.
Over its victim.
My glimpse of hope,
Quickly over shadowed.
I’m back to the normality of being
Sad...

I dug myself a hole.
And lay myself down inside.
Letting the mud and gravel cover me.
Never seeing the light again.

I am full of stories,
Some happy,
Some sad.
I can be hard to read,
But some people find it easy.
You bend my pages,
They never go back to how they were.
Sometimes you’ll forget your even reading me...
And when your finished,
I’m thrown somewhere dark,
Never to be seen again.

I feel your touch,
On my shoulder while I sleep.
I can feel your breath,
Warming my neck.
But why can I still feel the pain,
Why can I still se the dark?
When my happiness is lying right beside me...

You never noticed her,
She was unseen.
You walk right past her.
She is unseen.
You pass her body,
She was unseen..

Carrying them to my grave.
Like a sack of boulders,
On my weak, damaged bones.
My brain filled,
Over flowing with my past.
Why oh why, can’t you leave me alone.