Paper Heart Poetry

Part 23:Diary of a fat girl

Her stretched shirts,
Worn pants.
Shambles at her feet.

Before the realisation,
They had fit.
Now they were nothing more than bad memories.

Memories of a time,
Filled with attempts ,
To eat away the pain.

Then one day,
She was tried of feeling uncomfortable in her own body,
Marked with red lines and bumpy skin.

Why hadn't anyone stopped her,
From stooping lower than low?
She was just a little girl who needed a little comfort.

She hadn't gotten from her mom,
Or her siblings or friends.
So she turned to friendly threats.

But nobody had said anything,
Until it was too late.
Her body had become filled with more than just pain.

Everything seemed to be a reminder of that time,
The time she would rather forget.
Her scars,her skin and her weight.

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I'm sorry,I know this isn't a great poem and it probably doesn't hold a lot of meaning for many people but let me explain:

The girl is obviously me,as it is in all of my poems. So today I tried on my clothes and I realised just how huge they all are,which caused a little emotional break down which lead to this poem.

I just recently (About 4 months)started a hectic workout program because ,like it says up there,I had a realisation about how uncomfortable I am in my own body and I had to do something about it.

I'm really proud of my achievement but I feel so gross in my own skin and I feel so...I guess angry that nobody stopped me sooner.I know it is unfair of me to expect people to babysit me ...maybe I'm more angry at myself.

I feel like I'm losing weight but it is more painful than being overweight.
The huge clothes that are all stretched out somehow make me all the more uncomfortable..I guess I feel like there is nowhere to hide...*sigh*

All another day in the life of A Paper Heart Poet ..

Any advice?

Thank you for reading...
~A❤