Why do things happen on the highs?
When you finally make yourself let go,
Your insecurities have to arise.
You don't get a moment of peace.
You are worthless and deserve to sink.
You can't love yourself, are you insane?
Just look into your mirror and think.
You can't stand it can you dear?
There's nothing to like when you stare.
All that chub, all that fat, it's disgusting.
So instead of staring at that I have a dare,
Prove yourself worthy of living dear.
Don't touch that food for a while.
Keep your grubby hands off that meal.
Don't drink that it has too much sugar.
This is my proposition, just take my deal.
And maybe one day you can love yourself.
But until then strive for that hunger pain,
The dizziness and black outs your reward.
The moment you eat that you'll gain.
Isn't this gut wrenching cramp better?
As you see the pounds drop quickly,
Don't let them notice like a good boy.
They'll take it away saying you're sickly.
So let's keep these thoughts between us,
Because you know you're mine now.
I own every part of how your thoughts.
You've already lost to me you ugly cow.
Wait for the ribs to show through your shirt,
Wait for that perfect thigh gap sweetie.
Maybe then you can love yourself again.
Stop talking, just starve, don't be needy.
Then the mirror won't crack seeing you.
Do what I say and people will adore me,
Well of course I mean you, my dear,
This is isn't about me I'm sure you'll agree.
So sit back and let's loose more and more.
Then I'll leave you alone I promise.
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Specks in my eye
ŞiirThis is a collection of my poetry from over the years. I have used it to cope with many things throughout my life. I like being able to put words to how I feel. Please be aware this will touch on sensitive topics seeing as it is a coping mechanism f...
