Hands clutching to my waist
Pulling at the extra skin
The monsters inside me whisper
Must be thin, thin, thin
I can feel every calorie
As it courses through my veins
I'm leaning over the toilet
As I purge my food again
I can't stand it, can't deal
I'm not pretty enough for you
My stomach sticks out
And my bones don't protrude
My plate is full of everything
I couldn't force myself to eat
But yet the number on the scale
Seems to just increase
Friends have started to worry
They comment on my weight
The fat oozes out my pores
I can't tell them what I ate
Or else they'll force food on me
Watch every single bite
I can already feel the calories
As I try to think light
Think myself into a feather
Maybe then I'll fly away
Disappear into nothing
So that nothing I will weigh
Maybe that will stop the voices
Telling me I should downsize
Work out harder, longer
Drop a pound or five
I need to feel my bones
Pushing hard against my skin
While the monsters in me whisper
Must be thin, thin, thin
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Handle With Care (Poetry)
PoetryThis is a collection of the poems that I've written, the main themes you will find in this collection, are depression, love, and homosexuality. there will be others of course, the occasional funny one, a themed poem etc. I wrote most of these in the...
