#starving poems on Hello Poetry

Darcy Lynn May 2018

Grabbing fat that isn’t there,
Dulling eyes
And thinning hair

Peeling skin and bones that ache
Drying mouth
And “bathroom breaks”

Waking up to stomach rumbles
Stagnant breath
And steps that tumble

Dreams of food and calories
Diet pills
And longer sleeves

Endless nights and skin that chills
Never eating
To feed what kills

Being skinny has the price
Of six feet down
And three feet wide

I wrote this when I was 12

#anorexia #skinny #bones #body #collarbones #starving

Erica May 2018

the truth

smiles at day
tears at night
laughs with friends
cries alone
shaky all the time
'i'm fine'
'i already ate'
'i'm full'
'it's nothing'
'it won't happen again'
'don't worry about me'
L I E S
A L L
L I E S
therefore...
i'm not fine
i'm starving myself
i'm hungry
it's something, help me, please
its most definitely going to happen again
worry about me please i need it

#truth #smiles #tears #laugh #shaky #lies #starving #help #worry #please

PoserPersona Apr 2018

Honey to Vinegar

Thy honey's taste turned sweet to sour,
though continuing to stick
Ne'er would a starving old black bear
indulge itself one lick.

#honey #vinegar #bear #taste #sweet #sour #starving #stick #turned #lick

Stella Apr 2018

I Know

I cut myself
So I can feel
I starve myself
So I can be pretty
I isolate myself
So no one will know
I destroy my body,
So I can prove I can do something.
I know no one will notice,
I know no one will care,
I know no one will help.
I do this for myself,
And myself only.
I do this so I can prove myself.
I know if I confide,
In anybody,
They would turn their back.
I know,
This world is a cruel place.
I know no one accept people like me
I know the world isn’t ready.
The world isn’t ready for me.

Yeah, I was feeling especially down when I wrote this. I hope you liked it. Thanks for reading.

#selfharm #cutting #starving #trustissues #noone #help

LONELY GIRL Apr 2018

Empty

I feel empty
Like all the emotions are still inside me
But I don't feel like letting them out anymore
Besides, what is that even for

I feel empty
My starving mind and body can only tell one thing
That this world is too crowded for a person like me
And this is the moment I doubt in voluntarily breathing

I feel empty
I don't wanna think straight
Everything has happened in sync and in serendipity
These actions are just too late

I feel empty
No music, game or form of excitement can wake me up in this reality
Nothing at all can help me now
It's like passing away is planned somehow

I feel empty
This heart that is palpitating or brain having a migrain
Can't make me forget about things that just adds to the never-ending pain
Truly numb forever, this is me

I feel empty
If this will ever be my last goodbye
I would just like to say thank you for everything you have done to me
All those advices at my crisis
Or the shoulder to cry on during my vices
Thank you and now I'll probably die

A poem I made a long time ago that I could still relate to now.

#doesanyonerelate #attempts #starving #depression #suicidalthoughts #helpless #overit #done #pastispast

spiral-whirl Mar 2018

please eat, my friend

please eat,
do not starve yourself,
your skinny,
your beautiful,
when you say no one cares,
your saying a lie, my friend,
i care,
so pick up that fork,
and just please eat.

#eat #beautiful #starving

Angel Mar 2018

Guilt

Crying,
Over the bathroom scale because I think the numbers are taunting
Smiling,
Because if people actually saw how I was feeling they'd avoid me.
Hurting,
Because I'd rather bottle it up than tell anyone
Dying,
Because not eating is more appealing than being happy.

#eating #disorders #control #anorexia #anorexic #disorder #bulimia #starving #starve #starvation

Angel Mar 2018

Hunger

I feel it
I hate it
I can stop it. I can eat.
Food tastes guilty.
I lie,
I starve.
I hide the fact that I'm hungry,
But I'm not going to eat.
Not yet.
Not until I've taken control

#eating #disorders #control #anorexia #anorexic #disorder #discipline #hunger #hungry #starving

Maria Monte Mar 2018

Waste

I know
Under all these skin
And fat hugging me
Happiness was etched on my bones.

I just needed to waste
Away enough to see them
And feel them under my fingers.

H-A-P-P-I-N-E-S-S

I grew up thinking that starving myself meant I was strong but I've never seen strong girls crying because they couldn't lift their own bodies.

#anorexia #bulimia #illness #mentalillness #mental #broken #starve #waste #starving #wasting

Ben Adam Johnston Mar 2018

Words

All the knife in my hand know is carving those words into my arm
All my stomach knows is to be starved
All my arms know is scarring

A cry for help is a cry for help no matter how you cry

#selfharm #starving