Ufo Poem by Nicola Kelly

UFO

There she is chomping away,
Anything she can find in,
The cupboard crisps, cake, buttered bread,
To eating straight from a tin.

Stress does not help especially,
Having a bad day can send,
Those negative signals straight to the,
Taste buds triggering a food bend.

Its not like she gains comfort,
From a habit so called eating,
More a response to her emotions,
She has difficultly in controlling.

As the number in dress size,
Increases so does low self esteem,
With no control of what has,
Become an addiction to binge eating,
Temporarily wiping the emotional slate clean.

Many have their addictions of which,
We have heard of and read,
People judge the unidentifiable fat object,
As its the story untold and,
One we have not read.