ANOREXIA

Hunger, hunger, hunger
trying to fight the emptiness inside.
Its all i can think about,
it dominates my mind.

Pushing the food around my plate.
Cant eat any of this, today i already ate.
Half an apple is more than enough,
yet I'm still not losing weight.

I look in the mirror,
you have no idea what i see.
Fat thighs and bum,
this is not the way beautiful is supposed to be.

The hunger is so bad today.
headaches and stomach cramps are too much to bear.
Maybe i could eat a yogurt today,
but, a voice in my head screams pass it by your lips if you dare.

I cant eat one morsel,
but cant stand the pain.
But the blade look inviting,
warning weight you must not gain.

So i grab the handle,
cut, slice, dice and hack.
It is my release, i feel the hunger no more,
but, on my arms and legs the scars are back.

Too weak to go to work today,
Pulled up for my absence time and time again.
I try so hard why cant i just be thin,
I'm so upset and driving my parents insane.

my hair is falling out,
it comes away at the touch of my hand.
Just one more thing for me to stress about.
Another thing about myself i cant stand.

I must not eat,
I must not cut.
I must go to work, pretend I'm fine.
Must bury inside all the hurt.

Snap on a smile,
I hide my torment.
Maybe tomorrow,
I will feel content.

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