Consumption

By Makayla Jenkins

My overconsumption is consuming my very essence, 

yet I can’t seem to stop

I have chained my very being to this endless cycle 

gave myself no room for reason

I’m drowning myself in my own overindulgence where air is a luxury 

that I no longer have the privilege to 

Everything I do is to the very extreme

but I can’t stop 

Not until every last crumb has been devoured 

hunger never seems to cease for the body that never deserves it

Not until my eyes stay closed to see the world 

instead forever stuck inside my head

Not until I drink and drink until the world becomes colorful and real 

just to wake to spinning 

The worst of it all is the pain 

all of the pain

It never goes away 

so I eat

so I sleep

so I drink

Until my pain is something explainable

Something preventable

Something to forget

By Makayla Jenkins