Sizes Too Small

A shrine of cloth and thread placed paces from your bed

A monument to your skin from past

One you’ll unearth if you stick to the fast

It was so easy then, to dress like a winner

Now you fell like a loser, you just can’t get thinner

Every so often you’ll try on a garb

Cursing you bulge from it, cursing the carbs

You know that you’re healthy, and you’re more than your weight

So why have you condemned yourself to self-loathing fate?

A look in the mirror, you don’t feel like you fit

Cruelly mocking every inch, every bit

Frustrated you research a new diet to do

Making fad plans you’ll never see through

You’re trapped in this cycle, unable to break

Only your happiness and worth is at stake

You’re beautiful though, but you just can’t see

How accepting you now would set yourself free

Thank you for reading, this poem was first published on Medium in September 2023. You can find the original here. I'll be uploading new things here, as well as some older pieces.