Here I am, sitting on my bed
Miserable as ever, my head only sees red
Why did I pick up, where did i go wrong
What happened that made me turn to my favourite song
It all starts so innocently, it’s fine to have just one
Why do I have to be so strict, can’t i have a bit of fun?
But the fun isn’t fun at all, it leads me on a path
Where the sickness I feel is the only aftermath
The food is like an enticing trap that looks so very sweet
Smiles, laughter, beautiful scenes lure me in so deep
And then suddenly i find myself trapped inside
Feeling so deflated as i’m carried away by the tide
“I’m not so bad, I don’t need this” my mind begins to tell me
I’m not overweight so I can eat anything I fancy
But it’s not true, says my Yetzer Tov, everything has its price
My mind loses all its common sense after that one little slice
I wish I was a normal eater and didn’t have these crazy thoughts
But when I’m in program, I learn so much from all the lessons I’m taught
I remember when I thanked HaShem for having this disease
Or else I never would have come to learn from people like these
From each member of the fellowship, I have gained so much
Total acceptance, love and encouragement without any fuss
No judgements, no criticisms, sharing without fear
Phone calls to strangers who listen with open ears
I hope and daven that the day will come when I can taste for real
The beautiful life that I can lead when abstinence I feel
Thank you all for sharing, and for waiting patiently
Whilst I work my way, with HaShem’s help to return to sanity
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