This one has been sat here a while and I've not shown it to anyone , I didn't know whether to post it or not as its kinda personal to me - but what the heck , writing releases me and if you don't like it - fuck off
She stands in front of the mirror and weeps
Holding the fat that should not be
She's skipped meals today and declined the chocolate
She's fighting she's sure she'll will the battle
Just waiting waiting until she's skinny
That's all she needs to just be pretty
It won't go too far she promises pleads
As she slips a little farther than she needs
As she'll eat the food when she gets in
Gags and almost throws up but keeps it all in
She's screaming but keeping it in
She's crying but keeping it in
As tiny red blood droplets drink from her skin that's too fat and not thin
She's weeping again and falling more
Just let her do her thing
She's not ill anymore
She's just sad
Literally caved in
Selfishly depressed
And she can't breathe in
Because she's holding her breath to just look thin
And holding her fat
In front of the mirror
That preys on the angels
And not the sinners
YOU ARE READING
The Big Book of Poems
PoesíaPoems to be enjoyed on your own , or in company , with a cat or a dog , when you're sad , or when you're happy .
