a batle every day
a voice in my head
telling me not to eat
controlling my life
my body a constant worry
a number on a scale
counting calories in a flurry
each bite i take feels like im dying
starving,binging,purging
a cycle that wont end
my thoughts constantly urging
for me to punish and condence
beauty standards and expectations,
feeding my insecurities
a war i fight that can not be won
an endless battle in my brain
recovery seems like just dream
everything i do feels like a set back
but i hold on to the false hope