Breaking The Shackles Of Binge Eating

Oh, voracious hunger, relentless and keen,
Within this realm of indulgence, we convene.
A battle commences, a struggle so deep,
Where desires soar high, inhibitions sleep.

In secret chambers, cravings take flight,
Whispering temptations, like a hypnotic light.
The senses entwined, a symphony of taste,
As morsels cascade, in hastened embrace.

Indulgence consumes, each morsel devoured,
A delicate dance, where self-control's overpowered.
In droves, we seek solace, our desires untamed,
For in this feast of plenty, no guilt shall be named.

Plate upon plate, each course a delight,
Succulent flavors, an opulent sight.
Yet deep within this hollow farce,
Lies longing, regret, an internal solace.

For food, a temporary respite we employ,
Seeking solace from life's worldly alloy.
But alas, the aftermath, a bitter-sweet taste,
Gnawing remorse, as our senses retaste.

Thus, let not the banquet's allure deceive,
For true fulfillment cannot be conceived.
In moderation lies wisdom, a rewarding decree,
Where nourishment's grace and gratitude shall decree.