Throw it up

by Mylie   Sep 16, 2007


I eat a bit, more and more,
when i eat i feel more fat
so puke until i feel skinnny,
skinny enough to look like a model
i look into the mirror and scream with disgrace i feel upset, i feel alone,
but she tells me , ill be alright, ill be okay, just eat and then throw it away, i flush the toliet try not to make a sound, but the sounds echoes casue no one is around.
i look into the mirror and pinch at my skin, i try to stick it all in.
my friends tell me im way to thin, that i should eat more and stop worrying. but i cant its like a disease that eats my insides making me sick every night.
It is like a job, if i do it ill get paid by losing numbers on the scale
100 pounds was way to much i had to go down, so tried so hard to look at calories but it was jsut to hard so decided to puke my problem away.
i went down to 96 pounds in a week but it was just too little, i couldnt believe.
soo i decided to puke daily,
daily, more and more.
the food gets wasted and flushed once more, i wanna stop, but theres no way out
im done, it keeps going on, im trapped.

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