When the Skinny Girl Screams She's FatA Poem by DaniOutLawTraded in carbs for cups full of coffee, With each sip the cup was fuller than me, Black coffee never before tasted so sweet, Than when my hunger was finally beat, I lost my desire to survive and eat. What is beauty if I am not set at my own standard, I want to be skinny so the price of this does not matter, Hunger goes away when you stare into the mirror, But nothing is there any longer just a girl shattered, Admiring the parts of herself that to others are tattered. Please don't get upset when I scream at my stomach, That little bit of chub on me is something I can't take, I want to be so small people worry my bones will break, I want to be model thin even when my stomach aches. They say the first step to recovery is admitting it’s a disorder, I’ve hidden it so well that others cannot see the horror, That for many years it has been my body and I at war, I hope to one day wake up and embrace that first bite, It is victory when I eat from the morning to the night. © 2016 DaniOutLawFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on April 26, 2016 Last Updated on April 26, 2016 Tags: Eating Disorder, Tiny, Skinny, Fat, Body Image, Poem, Poetry |