All it takes is just one bite
And everything falls apart
One moment of weakness
And I'm back to the start

The guilt, the shame
Overwhelming me every night
The gazing eyes relentless
Never letting me out of their sight

The hard work
All down the drain
Once I divulge
I'll never be the same

The pig, the glutton
The big fat shut-in
I worked so hard to get here
Only to be reduced to nothing

The haunting memories
The sleepless nights
Years of torment to start
With just one bite

And I bite...

Turn into a ravenous human,
Have a piggish demand on foods and drinks,
Go and be hungry even you are asleep,
Never be full― have an excessive eager to eat

I your master― said once that thou shalt be gluttonous,
Like a pig go and be voracious
Satisfy your hunger and cravings,
Drinking and eating what you want is never sating

For after thy life in land,
No food shalt pass in your hands,
Hunger and fire will **** you continuously,
So go and eat― before entering hell to join me

Sugar is bad for you,
especially,
saccharine maple thoughts
that you cannot afford
due to the hazard
of overweight ego
dense with the aftertaste
of adipose fantasies
clogging the arterial bonds
that tether you
to solid ground

Stop the caramelized madness
from carbohydrating your soul
into victim obesity
causing the full
arrest of your spirit

The sweet is guilty,
distorted in mirrors,
a negative image
of a past feeling,
present reflection
born of the collision
of intentions and consequences

Envy
When you see me with him
And you wish
I was yours.

Lust
In your eyes as you take my head
In your hands
And kiss me like you've wanted to

Greed
I am in your hands,
And only yours.
But you want more

Gluttony
You take what is yours
And I give willingly
I keep on giving, and you keep taking

Sloth
As we lay,
Tired
Exhausted from the work we've done

Pride
When you show me off to your friends at the bar
And you have a few drinks,
Leaving sloppy kisses on my cheeks while they laugh

Wrath
When we are home, and I am too tired to give
Your hands gripping my hair as you yell,
And you finally set free the demon within

It's suffocating.
This mind.
Reeking here and there.
Gasping for an idea.
To illuminate.
It's ever growing corners.
The claw marks on the walls are ever so..
Apparent.
Given the choice.
The match may never be struck.
For these walls have become the momento..
Walking them daily.
Adding more as each claw digs deeper.
Waiting for the next one has lost its horror.
Just as avoiding the inevitable.
Has.
This gambit.
Must allude to something of value..
Or was the real misfortune.
Believing.
Gluttony seems to favor the fool.
Even if the world..
Sees otherwise.

Oh the woes of a lost child
In the church of misfits
Where despair is the religion
And sin is the prayer
Where temples are burned down
Because the body is scattered
And not a soul dare speaks
Because angels and demons dance together in the darkness
Where lust is synonymous to love,
And alcohol taints the once sacred halls
Because this is misery’s cathedral
And the bells always toll
Oh the woes of a lost child
In the school of hard knocks
Where hedonism is the lesson
And greed is the teacher
Where the halls are filled with self-gain
Because there is no trust
And everyone turns a blind eye
Because they’ve used their neighbor as a stepping stone
Where the law does not exist
And betrayal paints the narrow road to success
Because this is gluttony’s classroom
And class is always in session

Come hither my noble child,
Look at this riddle
Where crocs eat grass and sheep go wild.
Come come! Let’s play and fiddle.
Have a look at this lion roar
With tooth and teeth that of boar!
Pride over pride, over his pride
Hog over-hogged, alas he died!
And there are still some more
Who want some more!
More some, more some;
Three-some, Four-some.
Thither see that one!
Still as a stool.
Earlier green in envy
Now dead-red in the pool.