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"I don't feel strong enough." "Well, at least you have a flat stomach." Let's damage each other Let's replace another meal with a bottle of water or unsweetened tea Let's pray to be beautiful Let's sit in five minute planks and run five miles and hope we throw up Let's pretend that I've eaten three meals today, or yesterday, or the day before Let's define myself by calories and carbohydrates and questionable decisions Let me rot from my bone marrow to my skin which are just inches apart Let me fade away until I am reborn But I'm lucky and so the story doesn't end there I left the scale under the cabinet I went for a run because I love to feel my feet on the ground I came home and ordered takeout I'm not going to let my body rot I've chosen life I've chosen to be whole and real again My girlfriend can touch me because I am more than skin and bones I am more than a statistic And I will always pray to be beautiful But I will never starve to death.
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Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 7:25 PM UTC
You Look Skinny
"I don't feel strong enough." "Well, at least you have a flat stomach." Let's damage each other Let's replace another meal with a bottle of water or unsweetened tea Let's pray to be beautiful Let's sit in five minute planks and run five miles and hope we throw up Let's pretend that I've eaten three meals today, or yesterday, or the day before Let's define myself by calories and carbohydrates and questionable decisions Let me rot from my bone marrow to my skin which are just inches apart Let me fade away until I am reborn But I'm lucky and so the story doesn't end there I left the scale under the cabinet I went for a run because I love to feel my feet on the ground I came home and ordered takeout I'm not going to let my body rot I've chosen life I've chosen to be whole and real again My girlfriend can touch me because I am more than skin and bones I am more than a statistic And I will always pray to be beautiful But I will never starve to death.
This seemed like it was supposed to be a positive and inspirational prompt, but I've always had trouble accepting compliments and I've always had trouble feeling good enough so I thought that this would be more meaningful and true to who I am. Please comment :)
rosey-b
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Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 7:25 PM UTC
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