• jaykirish 6w

    The Slice

    Crying tears,
    Of both joy and sadness.

    I promised myself,
    I wouldn't cheat on my diet.

    Out of the blue,
    A co - worker buys a pizza,
    For all of us.

    ' I don't need it. '
    ' I don't need a slice. '
    I repeat to myself.

    As I cave,
    I bless the ever loving deliousness
    Of that slice.

    While also sobbing,
    And shouting to myself:

    ' I'm a whore! '