Seems like they always see my size.
I’ve tried every diet to make me look thinner.
Hurt myself again, but it all stays the same.
All I do is binge and purge—
But it’s just a diet, right?
My problems hide in numbers
That leave when I gag.
The reflection tears me apart,
I want to eat, but I have to stay thin.
I feel like a failure
If I don’t skip breakfast and lunch.
I will always wish I was smaller than this.
Pulling at my skin, I just can’t quit.
Feeling heavy in my bones,
I crash and break down.
I’ve been holding my breath,
Trying not to be hungry.
Holding back tears in bed.
Wasn’t raised religious,
But sometimes I wish I was.
Having nothing to believe in is killing me.
Lied to my doctor,
She knew I was faking.
Empty bottle numbs me.
No food for the next few days.
Don’t need food—just need to be thinner.
I’m chasing a body
I know I’ll never outrun.
A myriad of calories in front of me.
Pain is beauty.
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Author:
Jodie (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 22nd, 2025 18:33
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
A most painful poem of trying to please, please others, society, and oneself. One can not be what one is not. Wished I was a superstar athlete , a famous musical star. Have to accept that I am just me. A wonderful poem that is heart felt
Sometimes acceptance is a hard thing to do.
Thank you I'm glad you enjoyed it
A well expressed sad poem off the pressures felt trying to please society and themselves. Sometimes we have to except we are what we are, a heartfelt read
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