Evening Thinking
Day fades out
Night returns
With a yellow moon
A moon as bright as the sun
With a scatter of stars
Dancing around the moon
A sky as black as ink
The lights cast shadows
Long shadows
I sit alone
By my window, looking
Until mother calls for dinner
Dinner
Dinner
A quiet affair
Where all eat
But me
I sit and chop food
smaller
And smaller
And smaller
I do not eat
But pretend
No one notices
At all
My parents talk
And my siblings join in
The conversation
I don't
I eat some
But minimum
And only because
My father is looking
After they all disappear
To get on with life
I quietly go to the trash
And empty my plate
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THIN ✔︎
PoetryShe's never had problems, until recently. Recently, her world has been falling apart, but from the inside out. Turned into a depressed girl with serious eating disorder problems, all she wants to do is let go of everything, and be thin. Lighter than...
