Food for Thought

I am killing my self....



A slow process, how you ask?
Food
don't get me wrong
up until recently,
I loved eating
now I feel revulsion
clawing at me
just looking at food..
I have to force myself
to eat, a handful of morsels
like scaling Everest,
Mama Bear said
"it's because you are depressed
you know you need to force feed"
I need to force a lot
these days Mama Bear..
Just looking in the mirror
I ask the demon..now
can we perhaps
come to
some
sort
of
compromise?
Here's to you
a slow death
indeed