Belly

I’m sorry I treat you so badly

how I did and still do, treat you

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you need more than I give you

yet there was a time that I gave you too much

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I wish I could find a good middle ground for you

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I’m sorry for all the pain I’ve caused you

all the cuts made by the edge of a razor

for the scratches and bruises I’ve left on you

for the way I talk to you

about you

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You’ve never done anything

but try to keep me going

and for some reason,

it was never enough

I always came back

to blaming you

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You deserve better than me

and my self-destructive mind

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you deserve to be fed and taken care of

you deserve to feel full of warm food

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And it’s taken me years to figure it out

with relapses here and there

but I try to be good to you,

to be better for you

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and hopefully, eventually,

it’ll be enough for you