This time as I lower my calories
And beat my feet against my neighbourhoods sidewalks
It feels stronger
The grip on me is more firm and clingy
Merciless and strong
It's the monster inside me
Controlling me now
Being my friend
It makes me smile when I can say no to food
I feel accomplished and proud when I feel myself sweat, as I work off the pounds
It's all so euphoric
It brings me up higher
I'm soaring
I can feel the clouds
I've broke through a darkness
Into another one
Or so they all say
But I don't see my disorder as evil or bad
I see it as my friend, my comfort
We're connected, my demons and I
You can't kill one without killing the other
You'll see
You'll all see eventually
That this is how it's meant to be
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Desolation boy 3 - help me
PoetryThis one is for the ones who don't feel like they exist. And the ones who never get a break from pain. All poems are from my head, heart, soul and personal experiences 🛑TRIGGER WARNING🛑
