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Gluttony


Gluttony

Come chocolate, cure the pain
I‘ve said no, but it was in vain
Come icecream, numb my sorrow
it‘ll all be better tomorrow

The scars on my soul wont vanish
I can‘t cover them up with that ganache
Memories don‘t just fade away
from eating another raspberry sorbet

The sweetest taste wont make up for
a broken heart that can‘t be restored
those extra pounds, they weigh me down
Will I even fit in my wedding gown?

Confidence is but a dream
in this life served with whipped cream
and a cherry on the top
calorie counting, make it stop

Protein powder, cottage cheese
purely fulfilling dietary needs
there is no taste and you‘re not free
when food is your worst enemy

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