ControlA Poem by Samantha Tamburello![]() I had an eating disorder for 2 years and nobody could figure out why because I swear it was never connected to poor body image. This is my interpretation of it.![]() I skip meals not for the desire of being skinny, but for the desire of being stable... My life is a roller coaster of I am happy and then sad, I do not wish to ride this any longer... But I am strapped in and want you to come along for the ride. I want you to see how fast it goes and how it goes upside down.... Upside down, quicker than you can prepare yourself, Then you're just hanging there. Hanging... Disconnected from reality... I want to to be stable. Food is used to create happiness. Food is happiness... Happiness lasts too short to enjoy and then you plummet... Plummet down without any control. Control. I make my own control... I do not eat, I do not feel my low... I stay stable. I stay in control. I would rather stay content than happy for a short time. Happiness comes rarely and then it is swept away... Swept away by the most powerful gust of emptiness. Emptiness cannot reach me. I retain emptiness in my stomach, I fight fire with fire.
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3 Reviews Added on December 9, 2014 Last Updated on December 10, 2014 Tags: eating disorder, skinny, pain, depression, emotional, free verse, stream of consciousness Author
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