Malnourished

I always tend to bite off more than I can chew Struggling to swallow and stick it through The meal is always pleasing to the eye But never quite leaves me satisfied My insides growl from eating fruit from the poisonous tree I regret allowing impulse to get the best of me My expectations deflated I’m in no respect feeling elated For some reason these cravings never replete I indulge in the treat Tasting the sweet which can only deplete Enjoying the pleasure while its still there When the last bite leaves my plate bare I always look for seconds in despair Unable to have more of that delight I seek a new gratifying taste swiftly The taste on my tongue lingers reminding me of my history A reminder of my putrid desire When will I taste a bite that won’t expire? I look for a catch that never leaves me hungry for more.