Anorexia

by Treakle   Jun 9, 2005


I guess there's no denying,
I do have a problem,
Why am i always hiding?
This slave i have become.

I guess there is no stopping,
I'll always starve myself,
When i feel my weight dropping,
It's like a kind of wealth.

I guess you cannot help me,
I'll always be like this.
When things get on top of me,
It's food that i must miss.

I guess i have no hope now
And maybe you will see
That everynight as we row
There is no stopping me.

I guess to docter and home again
Is where i have to go
I say to you this won't just mend
And deep inside i think you know.

I guess maybe you'll realise
It will never be you I hate
But I must go on changing my size
And this shall be my fate

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  • 15 years ago

    by trippetta TC

    Great that you can write about this it's such a taboo subject, I endured bulimia and anorexia in my younger days, you can overcome this.

  • 19 years ago

    by Anna

    I can relate to this, but maybe the doctor can help, a great poem hunny, try and stay strong
    5/5
    love anna
    x

  • 19 years ago

    by XKt_ShellyX

    Oh honey, you can get through this... It must be so hard, but you just gota be strong. Dont ever give up, I hope one day you find another way to cope.
    Love shell
    Great poem... 5/5, by the way.

    xxx

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