Disordered Eating
I wrote this poem many years before publishing today but finally felt secure enough to share it with the world. I struggled with many eating disorders in my life and am still learning how to have a healthier view of consumption and myself. But this poem was very therapeutic and eye opening when I wrote it.
There's a point when the hunger feels good.
It feels like discipline and power-
dominance over your petty bodily needs.
The pride burns your stomach lining,
an acidic awakening to the praise you finally deserve.
But then you start to wonder,
when will it be enough?
Where is the finish line?
How many more numbers need to be subtracted from the equation
until you're satisfied with the answer?
How much more flesh will you need to shed
to earn your own attraction?
You've yet to see the results this time,
you've only just begun,
but you've been down this path before.
You recognize those signs from the footpath of the past.
Warning!
Danger!
You won't be happy until you've been completely consumed.
You want the delicate-skin-draped-over-a-skeleton look,
you always have.
It's why you've always hated yourself.
You will NEVER look like that.
A sudden burst of growling from your stomach that was once emboldening
now makes you question your sanity.
What's the point in fighting me?
I always lose...even when I win.
About the Creator
Lolly Vieira
Welcome to my writing page where I make sense of all the facets of myself.
I'm an artist of many mediums and strive to know and do better every day.
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Comments (1)
Oh- this so well describes the true feelings of eating disorders! Thank you for putting this out and I hope you can heal fully!