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Nov 2012
Forcing food into my mouth
Feeling it slide down my throat
Forcing myself to chew and swallow at least some of the hell that is set before me
Feeling guilty; I don't need this much food

In the bathroom I pace
Debating
I need to get rid of this
Fat

I place a finger in my mouth
Push it farther down my throat
Feel the just eaten food and stomach acid rise and fall from my mouth
Done

Head rested on my knees
The ground is ice cold, but I can't feel it

Numb
Crying
Thinking
Shaking

I'm in control
Written by
lindseey
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