When you walk out the door
I'll be missing you more
Laying on the bathroom floor
Your the only one I'd do it for
You Left me broken
And used me like a token
I wasn't the only one he was poking
In his negativity im soken
I was fragile like glass
Waiting for time to pass
Your always giving me sass
Complaining about body mass
Of course your negativity
Constantly stuck to me
In a way you will never see
I can't be the person you wanted me to be
I've given you too much of me
All my positivity
Is gone for you will only see
The negativity
-Nico (me)
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Dear Food, PS: Are You The Enemy
Poetryif you have ever delt with eating disorders or disordered eating this is for you