your sickness, my distruction .

On days like this i remember,
I don't want to eat at all,
The colours the additives, the fats you covered all,
"There bad for you,"
You said,
I remember silently crying thoughts inside my head,
I was already a size 6,
Did you really want me dead,
You looked at me with disgust,
As i chomped down on that chocolate biscuit,
You wish it was you who kissed it,
Instead your sickness inside your own mind,
Cause you to be cruel,
thinking you were being kind,
You starred at me ,
Like i was an alien, sent from outer space,
So i threw that chocolate biscuits,
Hitting you in the face,
I screamed at you so violently,
Pleading for my life,
I never wanting to marry you,
And watch you destroy our life,
To eat the biscuit i screamed,
Yelling at you again,
It wasn't my fault you were sick,
And solely honouring friends,
If you eat the things you said you don't,
You believed your life would end,
I'm sorry that is not my fault,
My friend,
You were dying inside, of that you can't pretend.