This morning dawned.....its Sunday and still
In the quiet i sit ....
Feeling sick, a weight to fulfill,
Yet here I am, determined, I won’t quit.

I battle with my thoughts, the food on my plate,
A struggle that feels like an endless tide,
The urge to throw up, it’s hard to create,
But I rise, I push through, I won’t hide.

With each step I take, I feel the change,
In my body, in spirit, a...