To Be Thin

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When it comes to Anorexia Nervosa there is no such thing as too thin.



Trigger warning.

Submitted: February 15, 2018

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To Be Thin

 

Mirror, mirror,

on the wall,

who’s the fattest

of them all.

I’ve conquered it,

that need for food,

no longer feel hunger,

it doesn’t intrude

on my striving,

my battle that I’m gonna win,

I’ll be victorious,

eventually thin.

Not eaten for days,

lived only on water;

my parents disgusted

by their fat daughter,

will not even notice

food left on my plate,

will not even see

when I do lose some weight.

I’ll chew on my fingers,

making them bleed

when I’m overcome

by my bodys’ need;

and if I should eat

then I’m gonna be sick,

look at my body,

thighs just so thick.

They say if it is possible

to pinch more than an inch,

I can dig through my rids

grab this flesh, makes me wince.

Then look at my arms,

thin at the wrist,

but flabby on top

where the diet has missed.

My backbone’s protruding,

has broken through skin,

but I’ll keep that bit hidden

for this battle I’ll win.

The scales are wrong,

part of a delusion,

with all of those doctors

they work in collusion;

they come make adjustments

control the numbers

but the mirror it tells me,

they want me to succumber;

to give up my rights,

let them take control,

make me so enormous

that lying flat I would roll.

Thin is the answer

and I am so driven

to get the results

for which I have striven;

they say that I’m ill,

that I’m gonna die

but to all of this nonsense

I will not lie -

I’ll not let them trick me

when they take it there,

for the truth of the matter

is I no longer care.

 

 


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