Fat

Doubled over like a sandbag I examine the scars of gluttony And the leftovers of mistake cake Little blistered trails litter My infirm white skin Like little red tears in my heart They shame me, they wet my eyes They burry my suffocating bones Under the weight Of what I’ve done And each step I take to heal Brandishes new stains Each bounding step Unearths deep heaves in my chest And air can’t come soon enough The salt won’t stop building up And I am just pile of sand Unable to stand Or take his hand And be something worth a smile Or a kiss, or a diamond on the wrist I am stuck in a room And I can’t get out Not here, not now And I know that… It’s because I am fat.