Hello everyone, I'm new and have never posted anything, so please be kind...
I wrote this poem a while ago about anorexia and wanted to share to see if anyone relates.
Hating the image you see in the mirror
Body checks make you feel like a failure
Weighing each morning and dreading to see
The number on the scale, your enemy
Black coffee for breakfast, lunch and dinner
Starving is the only way to be thinner
Running and running until you pass out
Still too fat, without a doubt
Browsing the clothes store, a zero's too small
Maybe you shouldn't eat anything at all
Trying, making excuses, to refuse all food
Hiding, lying, ending up being so rude
Loose hoodies and sweatpants when you're not alone
Nobody realizes you've become skin and bone
Fainting, falling, hitting the ground
You might be dead if you weren't found
Tubes, IVs, pumps and blood tests
Levels are lower than anyone would've guessed
Force-fed recovery, twenty pounds gained
But maybe, you think, you might lose it again?
I wrote this poem a while ago about anorexia and wanted to share to see if anyone relates.
Hating the image you see in the mirror
Body checks make you feel like a failure
Weighing each morning and dreading to see
The number on the scale, your enemy
Black coffee for breakfast, lunch and dinner
Starving is the only way to be thinner
Running and running until you pass out
Still too fat, without a doubt
Browsing the clothes store, a zero's too small
Maybe you shouldn't eat anything at all
Trying, making excuses, to refuse all food
Hiding, lying, ending up being so rude
Loose hoodies and sweatpants when you're not alone
Nobody realizes you've become skin and bone
Fainting, falling, hitting the ground
You might be dead if you weren't found
Tubes, IVs, pumps and blood tests
Levels are lower than anyone would've guessed
Force-fed recovery, twenty pounds gained
But maybe, you think, you might lose it again?
