Sad Indie Girl

If It's Worth It

*trigger warning: eating disorders

Far away are the days of soft, round curves.
Long gone is the healthy body full of energy and life.
All that remains is the traceable outline of a skeleton
Visible through a thin layer of skin like tablecloth,
The body for which I once longed so desperately.

But with this new body came the screaming,
The howling of a stomach outraged at its emptiness,
The pleading of loved ones who want me to quiet it,
Their inability to look at this body, these bones
And feel anything other than pain.

And my own silence
As I try to decide if it's worth it.