it seems as though the numbers on the scale will follow me to the grave.
the pounds that i never shed will weigh me deeper into the cold dark earth.
but one day, after my death, i will be only bones,
nothing more than the skeleton that framed by body.
the shell of my sorrows and pain now decomposed.
maybe i will only be satisfied when the scale hits zero.
maybe on that day my soul will finally be able roam free,
without all this weight holding it down.