

Anorexia“I don’t want to eat” I say, looking at her face. My voice is so quiet now, she just hands me the plate. When I don’t take it she asks me to repeat. So I say with more volume “I don’t want to eat”.Anorexia
I stand up to leave but she grabs my arm. She says I must be hungry and I am, I am. But I tell her I’m not and rush upstairs. She shouts “You have to eat” but I just don’t care.
I stand in front of a mirror, my body makes me sick. I wish I was a ‘magazine-girl’ beautifully thin as a stick. But I’m so horribly fat, and I’m so disgustingly huge. I can’t bear to look at my


BulimiaShove your finger down your throat Watch yourself explode As your insides turn against youBulimia
And come out Watch them splatter in the sink As your own guilt weighs upon you Begs you to stop
But you ignore it's pleads You're in too far to quit now You've worked too hard to quit now You're too close to being beautiful to quit now This is the closest you have ever been You can almost feel the victory within you Soon others will finally see you, Will finally know that you exist, Will finally have to accept you as you are But little do you know Tha
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