You miss a meal,
Then it turns to two,
A day passes,
And no one notices you.
Craving nutrition,
There goes a week,
Those many hours,
Longing for something to eat.
Using the same excuse,
"I'm not hungry, I just ate,"
The numbers keep dropping,
Was sixty-three, now fifty-eight.
You can't go back,
People are noticing you,
They say you should eat, and you say,
"You have something better to do."
It's harder than you think,
Just leave me alone!
Stop telling me to eat and drink!
If I need you, I can find my phone.
This poem is about an eating disorder, it’s dangerous and those that have it can be greatly effected. Not only them, but those around them as well.