Skinny Bones
I wanted to experience.
But it led to an addiction.
3 full meals a day,
To nothing at all...I looked in the mirror
To see nothing but fat.
I saw pictures of models
And thought I want to be exactly like that.I wanted to eat less,
But ate nothing instead.
"Don't eat, don't eat"
This little voice said.I was afraid of food
Afraid of gaining weight.
If I didn't find help
It might have been too late.Thoughts of suicide
Running through my head.
"Why am I here?"
I wanted to be dead.I danced a blade across my wrist.
I watched as the blood had now started to drip.
I knew I'm suffering in nothing but pain,
I knew it all, but my tears would still slip.I didn't talk with anyone.
I pushed people away.
I cried my self to sleep.
I cried night and day.My bones started to show.
I had constipation.
My hair started to fall.
It was nothing but frustration.Others saw skin and bones
But fat was all I see.
They told me I was too thin,
Why can't they let me be?Fainting when I stand
I was now too weak.
Afraid to ask help,
I just couldn't speak.The next thing you know
I'm on a hospital bed.
So many needles in my arm.
I just couldn't be fed.My father worried a lot,
My grandma would even cry
I felt sorry for them both
As their only daughter might die.I finally got help.
I stopped my addiction
Anorexia ruined my life.
I was no longer in affliction.By: Shenuri Fernando
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