IMPRISONED BY THE SCALE ( please no copy writing )
The voice of anorexia
Starve starve burn it all off
Watch the calories burn and the
Scale number fall
Be braver, be stronger
Suck in that stomach and
Stand up straigh
Throw up all your food and
When I tell you to "run" don't you hesitate!
This is the voice in my head I have lived with for half, or maybe even more than half of my life. Sometimes, she even haunts me in my dreams or should I say nightmares. Her name is anorexia, or this is what she is called by the so called "doctors." But I call her Ana. She is like a best friend. Well that is what I thought for many years until I realized she was slowly killing me. Pulling me down so low i am held captive. She makes me feel like a prisoner in my own body. But she doesn't care because that is what she desires. She is not only destroying my body, but my mind. I try to ignore her. I thought she would make me prettier, better, smarter, thinner, happier, accepted, loved, and so much more. But no, she made my life a mess. The only thing I had gotten was thinner. It wasn't even an appealing thin. It was disgustingly repulsive thin. But I didn't see this I saw fat. What kind of best friend treats you like that? She is a bully so forceful and strong and has been with me far too long so no longer my best friend she will be.
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