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My name is ____ and I have an eating disorder. I am _____ years old, five foot-something, 157 lbs, blue eyes, brown hair, & no thigh gap. I go to the gym five to six days a week. I have a degree, I work full time in a managerial position, and I have a eating disorder. You cannot see my bones, you cannot see the space between my thighs, you cannot see the rings underneath my eyes for all the thousands of tears I have cried. I struggle with something real, something people rarely talked about, no one reveals. Punishment, self affliction, addiction, no type of healing medical prescription. I don't eat, I eat, I binge, I drink, I purge, I cry, and still I try. I try to battle every day, "don't count those **** calories" I say. "You know better" they cry but I remark, "Do I?" All I know of is to hate, hate myself, my body, a disgusting self image that I formulate. You see beauty, you see curves. All I see Is something that no one deserves. A body of disgust, a fat piece of skin. As a 157 lbs living a 300 lb within. - [ ]
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Aug 1, 2017
Aug 1, 2017 at 3:48 PM UTC
Skin and Curves
My name is ____ and I have an eating disorder. I am _____ years old, five foot-something, 157 lbs, blue eyes, brown hair, & no thigh gap. I go to the gym five to six days a week. I have a degree, I work full time in a managerial position, and I have a eating disorder. You cannot see my bones, you cannot see the space between my thighs, you cannot see the rings underneath my eyes for all the thousands of tears I have cried. I struggle with something real, something people rarely talked about, no one reveals. Punishment, self affliction, addiction, no type of healing medical prescription. I don't eat, I eat, I binge, I drink, I purge, I cry, and still I try. I try to battle every day, "don't count those **** calories" I say. "You know better" they cry but I remark, "Do I?" All I know of is to hate, hate myself, my body, a disgusting self image that I formulate. You see beauty, you see curves. All I see Is something that no one deserves. A body of disgust, a fat piece of skin. As a 157 lbs living a 300 lb within. - [ ]
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Aug 1, 2017
Aug 1, 2017 at 3:48 PM UTC
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