slam poetry
- TW - ED
Skinny
i want to feel this way. yet they say it's unhealthy to eat one meal a day.
"why cant you eat?"
what do you expect me to say?
fat
i feel this way when i eat too much. every crunch sends shivers down my spine.
every chew, every bite every swallow, all filled with regret. and as i demand my body to puke it back up, it feels like a bet. can i get more up then i took down? can i hide this act with a smile not a frown? how much longer can i pull this off? and as all my tops begin to loosen on my fragile body, i begin to think what's the point? will the others really love me if i'm nothing but skin and bones? if my elbows stick out like cones and my collar bones cause attention to them? is this my demise? are my actions really that wise? is it worth it to drop another size...?
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Poetrysome may not make sense. appreciate my honesty and emotion. UMBRELLA TW FOR MENTIONS OF MULTIPLE THINGS! -ed -addiction -sexual assault/rape -self harm -intrusive thoughts -gore -and slight mentions of being manic • if your triggers fall under any...
