This disorder
Has always been a spark plug with the inside ripped right out
No energy to describe by the amount of fear that creeps inside
I've had this problem for over three years now
Brush it off get back up and call it the pastbut how
How can I possibly say that today I will eat yet I will feel like a disgrace
Feeling ugly and just a waste
But its human nature what can I say?
The frustrating pain of trying to find the ambition to accept who I am today
But it will never be the same
I am trying and hoping to recover
But its sad when my mother has the look of disgrace on her face when I want to skip a meal for a day
I'm praying to something that ill be okay
I'm healthier than I've ever been in three years
But it still doesnt change all these fearsThat I bottle up until I crack and outcome the tears
Will the silence take away the train of thought that tells my brain that all the food must go away
So I dont feel insecure in such an individual way
They tell me you need to eat moreYour stick and bones
You need to gain weight
And all I think isHow much I hate the way I look but im slowly getting more comfortable and
Maybe with a little support I can be eating without waiting for my body
To get thinner and maybe as I realize how much harm I've done already to me and
everyone aroundI will recover
Even if I can't make a sound
Even if I can't pull my two feet out of the quick sand pulling me down
Into the insecurities I withhold because there's bigger problems than what I am told
I may have an eating disorder and get judged but that is no different than doing drugs or drinking to take the pain away.
"I'm harmlessly not gaining" I say
But in all reality
I do need helpAnd I'm finally getting comfortable with being over one hundred pounds
Even if I have to bring back every ounce of regret I've had the last few years
I am still me and I will be comfortable in my body soon enough
Because I will not fear eating anymore
Even if it feels like chores everyday for the rest of my life because I have to do what's good for me to bring better light.
YOU ARE READING
Feelings exposed
PoetryThe way I may feel May not appeal To what to are used to seeing or believing But I will continue to express who I am To be a better person