My Skin

Stretched over

The fattening frame,

Distinct marks signify its efforts

To cover every bulging inch.

Blanketing the thick body,

Disguising the

Fatty Tissue.

Curving around the gut and thick thighs.

Pulled so tight, like a sweater that is 2 sizes

 Too small. It’s laughing, laughing at my inability to

Refuse the sweet Refuge of food, the succulent smell, taste, and texture.

The feeling of a full stomach, distributing its

Weight, clinging to my tissues causing my

Skin to stretch, to cover my innards

How can it stretch so much?

It was never this big before.

How can it cover all of it?

The marks are a warning

Telling me to watch

My intake, to

Realize what

I am doing

To my

Self.