#starving poems on Hello Poetry

madison curran Dec 2017

starving

your body is a temple,
they tell me,
but still I do not eat.
it is a temple which I do not pray to,
it is a temple where my insides pray for food,
where my mind prays to feel something,
anything.
so I feed it anything that will plant hedges in my mind,
to shadow the burning house that it has become,
so no one notices and calls for help,
even if only for a few minutes,
but I do not feed it anything which will allow my body to grow,
I have cut down all the trees,
even though oxygen is scarce,
there are factories pumping smoke throughout me,
pollution is heavy,
as heavy as my body feels most nights,
weighing down the earth,
and I am only noticing now,
how hard it has become to breathe.

#starving #eating #disorder #eatingdisorder #anorexia #drugs #addiction #sad #depression #pain

Charlotte Dec 2017

Crisis

The world watches you fall,
the largest proven oil reserves
but you couldn’t call out to your brothers
acknowledge your mistake
so that you may grow.

You **** children,
hunger grips every mother
and fathers struggle with
children of eight trying to earn a wage.

Your country is ****** up
holding it pride to its chest
waving the flag never admitting that
their force has killed eight thousand
or that their children are in hospitals
starving.

Kenyerber Aquino Merchán,
less than two starved to death
because hospitals have no formula
to feed the innocent.

Spine and rib cage protruding,
mourners with wildflowers from the hills,
and relatives cut out a pair
of cardboard wings from
empty white ration boxes.

Let you pass away,
sleeping now under my wings,
we’ll conger the wind
and ease the president's pride,
he is hiding under the cover
cowering the corner -
he has no one else to blame.

I broke down in tears writing this - I wrote it because of this article https://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2017/12/17/world/americas/venezuela-children-starving.html - I don't know how to help because the president refuses to accept international help apart from loans from Russia which barely hold the country a float. So I did the only thing I know how to do to help - write.

#children #starving #venezuela #baby #death #found #crisis #political #newspaper #current

Katelyn Billat Oct 2017

I wont eat

It's been five days
Since I've had a proper meal.
I won't eat.
Those three words don't mean
I won't eat at all,
Only enough so I don't die.
I eat a bowl of fruit and a sandwich everyday.
Lots of beverages!
Don't forget!
I've learned to like the feeling of my empty stomach.
I am now conscious of the feeling of my bones.
It's been five days since I have had a proper meal.
Weird how in so little time I'm already feeling thin.
I don't look different I know, but I feel different.
I know it's not healthy but maybe one more day.
One more day and you might like me.
One more day and you might like me the way you like her.
The tall thin one.
I won't eat
Because you didn't know how much it killed me when you looked at her the way I looked at you.
Maybe next time you see me you'll ask, "how did you do it? What happened?"
And I will simply reply,
I won't eat.

This was written a few months ago, it's irrelevant now, at least for me.

#starving #love #i #wont #eat #anorexia #meal #crush #depression #stomach

nothing's Amiss Sep 2017

Hungry

In a series of gasps I'll devour your breath,
in the sea of your soul I'll wade up to the neck.
Ripping seams from your sides
I'll crawl into your mind,
and love 'till our bodies protest.

#high #starving #want

Belle Aug 2017

An Anorexic's Perfect Day

Ideally,
9am
I would wake up and weigh myself.
Hopefully have gone down a pound.
I would have a 16oz cup of mint tea, maybe green to boost my metabolic rate.
No sugar, of course.
Maybe a handful of grapes, 60.
10a
Breathe in the morning air and stretch, feel my ribs, my hip bones, my chest and collar bones.
10:30a
Put on my workout clothes and go for a morning run.
1,
2, 3, 4,
5, 6, 7 miles.
11:15a
Drink a big cup of water.
Take a cold shower, it burns calories quicker.
11:45a
Have lunch.
Lettuce, 5
Tomatoes, 22
Cucumber, 8
Dressing, 120
Cut that in half. 60.
95 calories.
12:30p
Go out with my friends.
They tell me I have a perfect figure and should try on clothes with them.
"No, I don't really want to buy anything. I will just watch you guys try things on."
I start to become anxious because it's almost time for my afternoon workout.
3:15p
I throw my items onto my floor and jump into my workout clothes.
I run in the scorching heat, feeling like my lungs are going to collapse, panting and wheezing.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 miles.
5p
Dinner.
Minestrone soup, 90
5:30p
Do some yoga stretching while watching some TV.
Drink diet coke and munch on sugar cubes.
8p
Final run of the day.
I must put on reflective gear because this is my longest run of the day and I will be out running late.
Okay. I got this. My legs feel weak and I am exhausted but I can do this. Slow pace. You got this.
1, 2, 3,
4, 5, 6
7, 8 miles
I collapse on my front lawn.
Panting, nearly feeling dead. But I did it.
Can't wait to do it all again tomorrow.

#eatingdisorder #perfectday #anorexia #exerciseaddiction #running #exercise #starving

margaret Jun 2017

ANIMALS

Rotten, starving souls stuck in cages
Ground up in mills or factories or farms
I care
Because
They remind me of myself.
I can relate to being kicked
And bruised and broken
By the sister who let razors kiss her wrists
But I guess it wasn't enough to hurt
And ruin herself.
Not enough to get
Rid of the stench of our family
Our perfect, suburban family
Wrought with screams and shouts.
It wasn't enough to grab
My hair and cut it off
To fulfil some deep, dark abyss of anger and jealousy
But now?
Now she wants me
To
Forgive
Her.

#cutting #depression #animals #anger #forgiveness #starving #family

D May 2017

Appetite

It was late and I was starving
So I gorged myself on you

Now you're gone and I'm still hungry
What am I to do?

#poetry #*** #love #him #starving #appetite