Treasure Island

Justin Reamer

(2 October 1993 / Holland, Michigan)

Edacity


I have a huge appetite,
And I eat quite a bit.
I cannot help myself,
For I am quite the glutton.

But I will tell you that
I can try to control my diet as
Long as you control me and
Make me starve.

I love cream pies,
Cakes and ice cream,
Spinach and olive oil,
Take-out and fast food,
And so much more I can't help myself.

But, if you could please help me,
I would appreciate it,
For I am becoming obese,
Getting fatter every day,
And I will not live for very long
If you do not help me.
That's what I need you for.
Thanks.

Submitted: Monday, July 08, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 09, 2013

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For those who are helpless, who cannot control addictions, this poem is for you. I want you to know that there is still hope. You just need to seek hope. I hope you understand this. May God bless you!

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