You could never love me
For who I am now
Beauty has turned into beast.
If I could put on
Somebody else's body
Maybe I could make you love me
... again.
Was it real?
Was it lost?
Is it lost forever?
If you held me
It would not feel the same
If you saw me
You might turn your head in shame
Food has become the answer
To the anxiety I feel without you
I've stuffed myself numb
Till I am not bored
I am not scared
I am not as lonely
I am just fat -
Fat and numb.
Fat, numb, and ashamed.
Stuffed and empty.
it's a good poem, I loke the way you did it very professionally, your poetry is some how realistic wa y done... and this poem is rich and impressive... loe it..