I can’t stop..
I unwrap another and another
A literal binge
I know I’m hurting myself
I know I’ll suffer later
But I unwrap another

No amount can make me feel full
This is a spiritual hunger
A longing for healing that I’m too scared to face
So I stuff my face
But it doesn’t work anymore

It used to numb the feelings
Now there’s just more feelings
Guilt Shame Anger Disappointment Judgement
I don’t need you to say a word
I have them ALL covered
Along with my bed in wrappers

My teeth and stomach hurt
My head is fuzzy
I know my blood sugar is high
In two days I’ll have a rash

I can’t stop..
But it doesn’t even work anymore..