Never-ending Cycle

by ~anorexic_ballerina~   Jul 9, 2006


One day I'm starving,
Denying food and hunger.
Bones of perfection I am carving,
Love the feeling so empty.

Then it's running, Exercise so late.
Trying to look stunning,
Sit-ups 'till I'm weak.

Then I stuff my face,
Hunger takes control.
An impossible dream I chase,
Trying way too hard.

Then back to restricting,
Only 500 calosries or less a day.
Inside feelings and emotions conflicting,
I want to live but I can't.

Confused and lost,
Caught in this cycle.
In the end my life it will cost,
But this is my lifestyle now.

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  • 16 years ago

    by neo

    This is me way of life too. great poem.. a fav

  • 16 years ago

    by CHOKE

    This is a very lovely poem on a very difficult subject. thanks for sharing love :) 5/5.

  • 17 years ago

    by X~Angie~X

    I kno how u feel.. thats exactly wut i do.. i feel that we have sumthings in common.. i am struggling wiht an eating disorder and depression.. so if u ever wana talk u can email me. my email is qtchic09@hotmail.com
    well great poem it makes me sad.. but very good i lvoe it
    take care
    luve angie

  • 17 years ago

    by Ashleigh

    I love the way u write ur poetry!! itt expresses ur emotions...... BIG PROPS... *applause*....

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