Powerless

We admitted we were powerless over food — that our lives had become unmanageable. ~ Step One, Overeaters Anonymous

As far as I can get, out of gas,
unable to refill, dead stuck.
Powerless. I give up.
I surrender. I can't.
Less than a percent of power,
dead zero. I've tried and tried,
had success then failure piled on
so that the success was further off
than before I started. I've yo-yoed
as long as I can and I can't hold on,
I'm through. But at this point
I've able — ready — to discover
there really is a power greater than I,
one that never has, never will,
run out of power or even have it diminished...
a power greater than I. And ready
to admit that power just might
restore me to sanity.