Guilt spreading as you lift up your fork from your plate,
knowing you shouldn't, you need to loose weight,
knowing that you should just eat a halve,
maybe then you'll get slim, as you begin to starve,
set off on your own, top secret mission,
to stop providing yourself with fattening nutrition,
wanting your waistline to thinnen and shrink,
draining your uneaten meal down the sink,
watching it swirl and wash away,
the scales dropping day by day,
claiming to be feeling ill,
but your happy that you've not eaten your fill,
no one notices you push your plate far,
you've set the standards and raised the bar,
out of hand and control,
wanting to lose your stomach roll,
you no longer eat breakfast, lunch or dinner,
wanting still for your waist to be thinner,
your heading down a one way track,
you've gone too far there's no going back
YOU ARE READING
Self harm poems
PuisiJust some poems I wrote about self harm, suicide and eating disorders. Please don't read if there going to trigger you x
