Wednesday, June 18, 2008

My food poem

I wrote this a while ago. It fits with how I feel now.


Self Medicating

Ice cream, cookies, pies and cakes
How many goodies can I make?
Donuts, pudding, popcorn treats,
Give me something good to eat.

I’m not hungry, but give me more;
Bread and meat and foods galore.
I’ve eaten til I think I’ll burst,
Now I need to quench my thirst.

I’m stuffed, I can’t eat one more bite
Unzip these pants they’re way too tight!
But wait! I’ll take that pudding cup;
OHHH, if I could just throw up.

The pounds pack on, I feel so big
I’m just a chunky little pig.
My clothes don’t fit I feel depressed;
What kind of cake would you suggest?

Low carb, Low Fat, Dr. Phil,
Don’t forget the diet pill.
Slim fast, Atkins, and South Beach,
Most of these seem out of reach.

I eat so much I have to wonder
If I could resolve world hunger.
I know this behavior is self defeating,
But prop me up, I’ll keep on eating.

Annette Hiatt

I have had several people ask me for this poem. If you want to share this, please just don't give out copies or post it unless you put my name on it.

5 comments:

Melinda said...

Love it, love it! I have so often felt this way, but you put it rather well! Thanks for sharing!

Rachel H. said...

You always know how to word things just right! Very fitting...for I think most any woman out there! :)

Farrell Family said...

So true! I think we all have that love-hate relationship with food. Thanks for sharing!

Karen said...

Love - hate relationshiop...now that about sums it up! I love the poem:)

Kathy & Dave Whittle said...

Love it - and I think most of us can really relate. Just last night I was stuffed and still ate a cherry turnover and 2-day old 1/2 slice of pizza! Thanks for sharing!