Starving and Stuffing for Solace
by erika-anne23
It wasn't even good anymore
It was just a
HABIT
To fill the empty
VOID.
A glue that I mistakingly
thought would
hold all of my
BROKEN
pieces together.
This pain inside of me is
DEEP
and
UNRELENTING
Burning with endless
REGRET.
This is what I feel
24
hours
a
day.
Everything is an
ACT.
Every positive thought
I must
PUSH
through my brain
as if
lifting
a
HOUSE.
This has been my struggle
All day long,
EVERYDAY
for
21 years.
Fighting and slaying and eventually saying
"I give! I give!"
to my
RELENTLESS
Dragons.
By nightfall I am
EXHAUSTED.
Dreading the continuous
BATTLE
of tomorrow, the next day, the next, the next....
It's an endless merry-go-round of
GROUNDHOG DAY.
The same battle
The same
DEFEAT
most everyday.
How to escape?
The therapist told me (21 years ago)
She saw women's lives
RUINED
and
LOST
and turned
UPSIDE DOWN
and
INSIDE OUT
over the endless years they've been
SURVIVING
this
DISORDER.
And I thought mine was just a phase.....