I binged today.
I promised myself I’d never do it again.
But here we are again.
So I hide all the food for the rest of the week.
Because now I weigh more than I did yesterday.
Fatter.
Bigger.
Huge.
I don’t deserve food.
I don’t deserve life.
Because I’m fat.
And ugly.
I take up too much space.
I don’t fit here on Earth.
Maybe if I do it right,
I can be thin too.
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PoetryTRIGGER WARNING!!! A poetic take on teen suicide, depression and eating disorders, written by a disordered kid.