Eating me alive

by iloveyouandrew   May 16, 2008


Look in the mirror
what do you see?
Does it disturb your mind?
Do you feel bitter?

No,
You feel Disgusted
You sprint to the kitchen
Grab as much food as you can
You think Im so hungry
You eat it all

Run and go the bathroom
Feeling Helpless
You bend down over the toilet
In a queasy state

It all starts coming out
You can the smell the fear
taste the blood in your mouth
Tears roll down your face
You think of how Angry you are
with yourself
So you keep going

Finally theres nothing left
It's all numb
You take all your clothes off
and get on the thing that ruins your life

The numbers go up
40, 50, 60, 67
The number stops
At 67
You feel anger welling up inside of you

You take the scale and throw it
And scream at the top of your lungs
You know in your heart that 67 is unhealthy
But the weight you aiming for is 0

And Someday you will get there

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  • 15 years ago

    by NyellMoonlight

    Very powerful write. You created great flow and rhythm in every stanza which made the whole poem even more effective. I like the fact that it seems that you're referring to the person who reads this which left great impression on me. The last line is fantastic conclusion to this piece.

  • 15 years ago

    by Lonely Rider

    Good write...very well described...

    "The numbers go up
    40, 50, 60, 67
    The number stops
    At 67
    You feel anger welling up inside of you"..

    ^^ i liked this stanza... i think its very creative ... the way you have stuctured it is good...

    keep writing..

  • 15 years ago

    by eehcuhhhz

    Erm...
    I agree with tasteless on this.

    "Bitter"
    You can change that to..
    Resentment, or something.

    There were a lot of "you's" in here.

    You spelled "Clothes" wrong.

    This is more like a story than a poem.
    The rhythm was off, too.

    Your words, didn't sound "lovely"
    They seemed... well, undetailed.

    I'm sorry :[

  • 15 years ago

    by she

    You take the scale and throw it
    You know in your heart that 67 is unhealthy
    But the weight you aiming for is 0
    --very relatable

    like your style of writing
    good job

  • 15 years ago

    by Michael D Nalley

    This is a hard hitting poem about a serious eating disorder The merging of the the title with the poem climaxed with the last line for me. You are very skillful at making your point

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