Who am I...?
Feeling weighed down
Way way down
Emotions rage ever change like our freaky weather
All asking Who have I become...?
The comfort of food is to binge
To gain a comfort
Comfort that is never fulfilled
Safety of food asks Who have I become...?
Consciously recognise where I fail
Yet continue to go down that path
It's a path that is easy, one I fall into daily
That does not question Who have I become...?
Never ending cycle of feelings
Emptiness that goes on forever
Feels like I am falling
Or failing to understand
Who have I become?
To embark on this journey which sways left and right
Bumpy ride with one dead end
Where my Guru stands and asks
Who have you become?