𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓾𝓷𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓷 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼

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In the shadows of thoughts, a delicate whirlwind,
An unhealthy relationship with food, a dance of fragments.
Meals become enigmas, a quest for control,
Flavors tarnished by shadows that unsettle the soul.

The mirror reflects an internal battle,
Distorted contours, a bitter perception.
Each bite, a stake, a silent struggle,

A feast where the mind becomes a painful prison.
Numbers weave through the air, insidious calculations,
Every calorie weighed, every gram deemed odious.

Food, once a companion of joy and life,
Becomes tight chains, an endless captivity.
Invisible scars bear witness to a secret quest,
A stifled cry, a battle against a silhouette.

Cutting words, cruel judgments,
In this dark game where self-esteem rebels, wanders.
But in the heart of the storm, a flickering light,

The search for healing, a path to the present.
In the arms of compassion, in rediscovered love,
Hope blossoms, a new life unveiled.
May understanding be the balm, friendship the strength,

To break the bonds, guide toward a different course.
For behind the night, dawn awaits in silence,
And redemption dances in the light, a gentle rebirth.

I.C