i swallow down my feelings.
fast.
uncontrolled.
all at once.
and when they start to make me sick
i bend over and throw them up.
i do this because
it’s all my bulimic heart has ever known.
the binge and purge,
the up and down.
the sweet flavor of ice cream
and the acidic smell of bile.
the biting more than it can chew
and the running for over a mile.
Jul 4, 2018
Jul 4, 2018 at 6:03 PM UTC
i swallow down my feelings.
fast.
uncontrolled.
all at once.
and when they start to make me sick
i bend over and throw them up.
i do this because
it’s all my bulimic heart has ever known.
the binge and purge,
the up and down.
the sweet flavor of ice cream
and the acidic smell of bile.
the biting more than it can chew
and the running for over a mile.
