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?