Appetite
By: Naima Averoff
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By: Naima Averoff
The flavors blend and melt on my tongue
The cake was so beautiful,
Yet it tastes of despair, the frosting made of disappointment.
The coffee smells warm and welcoming,
I take a sip and cringe.
It tastes of hatred.
But my dear I shall continue to eat.
I’m full,
Yet I still eat.
I would rather eat than displease you my love.
You smile,
That wonderful smile.
The one that makes my heart flutter.
So I’ll continue to eat,
Eat until I burst.
Just to see you happy,
To see you smile.
I’ll eat and eat to keep you around.
Because when you leave I’m just a shell of the person I used to be.
Even though I’ve had enough I still demand.
Give me more.
I don’t care how unhealthy it is
There isn’t anything I’d rather see
Then you smile.
I eat in fear of displeasing you,
All this just to keep you happy my love.
Divide my life away into servings.
I don’t know who I am anymore and it’s sickening.
The food piles up in my throat
But you smile and I destroy myself for you.
I hope that I’ve become a perfect identity.
Am I good enough?
I desperately try to make you happy
Nonetheless, I feel my insides tie into knots.
Are you happy?
I can’t keep myself from trying a bite of every plate in sight
I know gluttony is a sin but my desire for you, my love is sickening.
i'll devour it all in time
I’m too overwhelming
Give me your validation,
For I have the appetite of a people pleaser.