I support myself
Once again
On to the scales
The scales of my life
The number being the only thing
That matters
That ever will matter
Closing my eyes
I pray that no eating
Since two days ago
Has helped me reach my dreams
I don't look down
In case, I've become fatter
Then I was
Please
Anorexia laughs
In the background
You're fat
She says cruelly
Get skinnier
Skip dinner
I dare to look down
At the white cold scales
At the menacing black number
80
I've done it
I've got here
And I'm going to stay
80? Only?
Anorexia tells
Not good enough
Never good enough
75 then
I'll get there
And keep going
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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...
