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Conflicting Thoughts
by: Kiersten

My eyes deceive me,
Look to the ground
My ears fight ever so hard
To block out E.D.'s sound

A faint whisper,
Must listen real close,
Repeatedly laughing
"Recovery is but a joke"

The problem is gone,
just a thing of the past,
I am tired of talking,
yet am still slipping fast

They say it's a process,
we must all battle through
They tell me to focus
On what I know is true

Hungar pangs donot exist,
But thoughts of food continually persist
Nagging at my brain again and again,
pleading with me to put it to an end

I am not like them, no not me,
I am not the kitten, stuck high in the tree
I have a life, goals to reach
Days to savour, so much to see

Go away, find someone else
There is no longer room for you in my house
I will not let you in, no not again
I will never, never let you be my friend

©2001 Kiersten. Reprinted with Permission.

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