A high wall gives

As well as takes

The isolation,surrounded

By 4 walls with no way out

It’s the comfort of knowing

what it takes to sustain pain

Than to risk and change

Oh the sweetness of sabotage

When you eat your way to

Submission,a blackout

Of sugar is a cheap high

relinquishing your control

A mind that fights even though

It will never win,you’re dame

If you do,just what is a don’t

You starve a cold and feed

A fever but what does obsession

Eat,the satisfaction of the 4

Walls,the switch to shut it

All down,what once was

Enjoyment,becomes your

Nemesis,you bait and

Switch,being comfortable

At getting well is a

Lesson for the

Victim to learn



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