A poem for fellow stragglers
Eat eat, that's all you do
You a pig in disguise you know that too
You have no control over what you eat
Watch your figure, or it will be too late
Dont say i didn't warn you
When calories only consume you
Scale numbers going up or down
You feel like crawling in a ball and crying on the ground
Eat.
Feel guilt and repeat
You look at food like it's your whole life
Consume or be consumed
Death will be the corruption
For a person like you, there is other option
Count and count again
I'll try tomorrow you always say
That burning feeling inside isn't to no purpose
It's a rush of adrenaline when you l
Empty is all you know
So take it from me
You will die slow
So fragile and weak
You will sink so deep into this whole you've
created
You won't even be able to climb out
Only at the end will you realize
That not even food could save you in such a demise.
@discreetPomegranate1970
This is such a beautiful poem, and I really admire how you didn’t romanticize or soften the harsh reality of this painful thought process that so many of us can relate to. Thank you so much for sharing this. I really love how you captured the voice of ED so honestly, and in such a raw way.
I really hope you are doing alright, I am sending you love!! 💗💖
@discreetPomegranate1970 Hello, thank you so much for sharing this poem with all of us. When you read this, you feel all of the words that you are saying and it was just amazing to read. Thank you again. 🙂🤗❤️
I feel ts heavy thanks duder