My New Friend Poem by Chelsie Satterwhite

What is this? this new experiment I have started.
Is it my fault? or something more?
I sit on the floor, and bow like I'm praying.
Only to be displaying, a sight I have been anticipating.

My hair pulled back, and music in.
I close my eyes and count to ten.
Can I really do this?

Temptation starts to take over.
My battle of thoughts has now been lost.
The cost of this experiment, never crossed my mind.
Once, twice, three, nothing but food coming from me.

The damage has been done, nothing left to do.
Except live this new life with my new found friend.