Anorexia.

She crawls upon the rotted floor.

Stables herself on the bathroom door.

Her hair is comming out in clumps.

And her fingers are growing bumps.

Her teeth are turning a brillant yellow.

And her soul is not so mellow.

Her breathing is quickening,

Her knees start to shake,

But this time when she passes out...

She doesn't awake.

Author's Note

About a best friend of mine, she didn't die but shes batteling anorexia.

Reviews

[Andy Marr]

An excellent poem, though heartbreaking to read. I lost my sister to anorexia last year, and have written a novel about the cruel disease. I'd be grateful for your opinion on the chapters I've posted on this site.

[Blue Belle]

Great imagery and power in this poem.

[Emily Shae]

My heart goes out to your friend. I know exactly what it's like to battle an ED and it can be extremely tough. I did think this poem was masterful.

[A.M. Everlasting]

I love this poem, it touches my heart for certain personal reasons. I think if you fixed your rhyme scheme in the very last few lines (it changes) it would be absolutely perfect.

[Sheila Uchiha]

So sad....

[An owl on the moon]

Such a painful, vivid write that grips the heart and makes wonder why...the pain, the anxiety, the fears. Why? Powerful poem...