Belemia

You say
your not bulimic
and you say
you don't throw up
but i heard you
i know you do
your ribs show
and you never eat that much
your skin and bones
you say you lost your appetite
but thats isn't true
you didn't
you just lost your weight
how can you
expect me to understand
your my friend
and you looked better
with your food in your stomach
now all you do is barf
and I'm scared
for your life
please eat this meal
without spitting it up
i know what
your trying to do
but i need you
and i want you to be here
as you
not as a living skeleton
please eat this meal
please?

*this poem is for a nameless individual... please eat for me i know your bulimic i always have but i love you so eat*