Greasy Love

My guilty pleasure is gluttony

Nothing makes me feel more free

Than shoveling food into my face

The burden of being a disgrace

Comes from a need to feed

This empty void of hungry greed

I am slender and I am thin

So no one will notice the discipline

And effort I put into this madness

I can’t see my way out of this darkness

Eating rules my life and kills me slowly

Good thing they think I am skinny

So I stay silent and suffer alone

If they mention food I’ll stay monotone

No one will know how I stuff myself full

No one will know how I don’t feel whole

Unless I’m eating monstrous amounts

Of grotesque and fattening foods.

by Phantasma

Born and raised in San Diego, California, I am a creative and eccentric young woman who desires to be a writer. I am in currently studying creative writing at school and aspire to receive my masters in the future. I am two sides of one coin; I enjoy writing sensitive poetry, my own analysis on astrology and tarot and I write morbid short horror stories.

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