Eating Means DisorderA Poem by Zella SyzygyStomachs filled with butterflies, not calories.
I wish i could say its been quiet
but with all of the growling its been far from it. Its been empty though, nothing more than walls and loud aggressive growls. The walls are the source of the growling wanting simply to eat enough to keep warm during the winter, and the summer. it has no warmth no saftey it is all spiderwebs in ricages, giving it that delicate affect it is knives for shoulder blades as it has nothing else to protect itself its throwing up powdered sugar as it has not eaten in 3 days it is not a monster it is simply a child whos upset but doesnt know whats best for them you know whats best for them clearly eating only brings disorder, right? so you dont give it what it wants and when pass out from taking a step, youll fall into clouds that catch you because you are extremely underweight. But eating is disorder and you just want control and order but not to order anything off a menu "im not hungry" "i already ate" "im feeling sick" Ill just get a diet coke and puke that up later too, even though it has zero calories. But its okay youll learn to make friends with the monster that is your stomach, youll start to enjoy its growling and pretend that its talking to you and thanking you because eating means disorder and disorder means life not worth living © 2017 Zella SyzygyAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorZella SyzygyCAAboutJust another girl who likes to write poetry. I also like Aliens and Coffee more..Writing
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