Stumbling

Empty stomach
Empty stares
Stumbling down the flight of stairs

Hate to relieve this pain
Hate to see what I’ve become
Look in the mirror
And see that I’m not enough

Ever so slowly it creeps in
Just a little less at first, right?
Cracked lips don't mean a thing

Standing up at the call of a loved one
Legs shake and vision is hazy

Did you eat?
‘Yes’
I mutter as I lie to you

Gets too unbearable
You become so distraught
What did I forget?
Oh yes, that's what I forgot

Remember to double up the exercise
Because you finally ate
Finally had your fill

By that I mean a hand full of corn flakes
Some water and gum

You see yourself after
You fucking glutton

You know you love it
The self destruction