Inside my fridge

Inside my fridge a monster lurks
waiting for me to open the door
and offer me delicious treats
to stop me losing weight
to keep me ‘on side’.

Inside my fridge a demon hides
He is my demon
he controls me like no other
He teases me with cream and chocolate cakes
He knows me too well.

Inside me fridge goodness hides
The salads secret themselves in the crisper
The low fat spread hides behind the butter
the semi skimmed remains unopened
Why aren’t they stronger?

Inside my fridge is a World
A world of choice, good and bad
It’s a world I inhabit
And a world I can’t balance
Why aren’t I stronger?




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2 responses to “Inside my fridge

  1. Lol, a struggle many of us share.

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