Eating Disorder Poetry: Eat, Please Eat.

Eat

Please eat

Let your body live

I know your mind is messy

I know the scale is hurting you        

Just eat

Eat

Let your self love

I know it feels like the end

I know you want to see bones

Eat ok?

Please just eat

Your bones will still be there

I promise they won't be crushed

I promise the fat won't hurt you

Eat

Put the food in

Let yourself smile again

Let yourself laugh

Stop starving

Eat

Deep down there is a little girl

She grew up way too fast

Let her out

Eat

She is starving

Under the fragile bones         

Under the bruises

Please eat

Eat

She needs you

You see her in pictures and dreams

She doesn't care what size her hips are

Eat

Pick up the fork

Let yourself fight

Let yourself have dreams

Eat     

Keep it down

Fight to live

Fight to follow your dreams

Fight for the self that wants to live

Let go

Eat

Written by Aria

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1993: An Eating Disorders Poem

1993

 Has it been that long?

The miles I ran then,

 to burn off the

 smidgen of cookie that I

 failed to purge back up.

The hammer that rested

against my heart

heavier by the hour

as I climbed through life.

The salt and vitamins

and fluids my body lost

12 times a day.

The grief I lacked the

courage to stare down.

The humiliation

and relief,

when finally caught

in the act.

The help I got

and didn't know I deserved.

The work and sweetness of life.

By: Dana Esau

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Silent Scream: Eating Disorders Poetry

Warning: Poem may be triggering

Silent Scream

She’s convinced herself she can’t be loved
So she starves herself away
Ana promised to be her friend
And now she’s here to stay.

Each night she stands before the mirror
And runs her hand along the bones
You’re worthless and disgusting
The voice inside her drones.

Ana made her a deal
A way out of what others thought
A way to escape reality
For that’s what she truly sought.

The only thing she grew to care for
Was the counting in her head
Should no one bother saving her
Soon she will be dead.

It started out as a way for control
But now Ana stole that away
The number flashing on the scale
Controls every moment of everyday.

She wishes for someone to save her
From this never-ending hell
She’s tried to silence the voice in her head
But Ana just starts to yell.

Eyes closed tightly to shut out the world
She prays to disappear
A voice unheard, unheeded
A scream no one can hear.

By: Maggie Saunders

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Bad Apple: Eating Disorders Poetry

Warning: Poem may be triggering

Bad Apple

 

This poem is not about how I beat anorexia.

I wish I could write that poem

I always liked clean breaks and happy endings

But this is not a happy ending.

This is real.

 

I’ve done what I can

keeping up appearances

The good girl

The smart one

I’ve done a damn good job, don’t you think?

And I know you want your little girl back

And I wish I could give you that too.

 

But I am not a bad apple

You can’t cut out the rotten bits

This is not burnt toast

You can’t scrape this off

Or hide it with butter

Or throw it away and make a new slice

This is not a cherry pit

You can’t just eat around it

There are no devils or angels fighting on my shoulders

I am the devil

I’m the angel too.

 

All I can do is swallow this bad apple whole

Savor it bite by mushy brown bite

And maybe one day I’ll be just like I used to be

And maybe I won’t

So do you want a taste or not?

 

by: Anonymous 

 

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Relapse: An Eating Disorders Poem

Relapse

I drove you away. You’ve returned to define my body, my soul;

anywhere I go you follow, burrowed deep within a pocket of my genes.

Stop pretending to be my friend, I am your captive, helplessly watching

you force me to be lite as I am surrounded by darkness.

Trapped in this self-imposed desert of malnutrition

I return to the god damn scale; my hands shaking,

hair falling out, heart wanting to give way.

What have you done? Why must you strike again?

The doctors say I need more: calories, rest, peace.

Doctors are not what I need, with their facts and figures:

I know the equation, I’ve seen the answer.

I don’t want the fancy treatments,

just someone (other than you) to hold my hand.

By: Genevieve Morrow


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In Case: Eating Disorders Poetry

In case nobody’s told you, and in case you haven’t heard.
I’m trapped inside this limbo, teetering on the verge.
In case I get too scared, and in case I lose all nerve.
In case I lose myself trying to erase all of my curves.

In case one day I vanish, disappear into the air.
In case the day arrives as if I was never there.
In case one day this plan works, and no longer can you see.
In case one day I finish in erasing all of me.

In case I cannot beat this, and this letter’s all you find.
In case one day ed wins in taking hold of heart and mind.
In case one day I cannot fight, for the war is far too great.
In case I can no longer hide from this, my hopeless fate

And when the day “in cases” come and I am ash upon the wind.
The eulogy they speak for me won’t talk of fat or thin.
Now the rhythmic words in which I write may read like fairy tales.
But know I gave both life and limb for the numbers on a scale

By  Erin M. Akers


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Eating Disorders Poetry: Untitled

I lie.
I lie about what I’m doing, where I’m going, and what I just ate.

I steal.
I steal food when I can’t starve myself any longer, the scale that I’m prohibited to use, and my mom’s trust, which she thinks is so strong.

I hide.
I hide my discoloring nails, my dirty deeds, and my shrinking body.

I believe.
I believe that I’m ugly, that I’m not skinny enough, and that everyone hates me.

I regret.
I regret that I’ve betrayed the ones who love me the most, that I’ve harmed my body in ways unimaginable, and that I’ve stopped caring about the most important things in life.

I’m trying.
I’m trying to get better, to resist temptation, and to learn to love myself. 

by:Jasmine Pickering

 
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Progress: Eating Disorders Poetry

warning: Poem may be triggering

PROGRESS

Brain dying

Skin freezing

Lips lying

Heart seizing

Hair falling

Body aching

Ana calling

I’m breaking

Voice shrieking

Insides tearing

Tears streaking

Soul baring

Ana slowing

Intense grieving

People knowing

No deceiving

Brain healing

Smile forming

Heart feeling

Skin warming

Ana whining

Body loving

Hair shining

I’m recovering

Written by: Jessica of Periwinkle Paradise

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Today I Smile: Eating Disorders Poetry

Today I Smile

wind blowing
peacefully
music playing
beautifully
this content feeling …
make it last, eternally

slow breaths in and out
any feeling of uneasiness
has flown away with the breeze
going far away
and I’ll do anything to make it stay that way

there have been times when I didn’t care to stay
but with THIS day …
I can’t see it any other way

Finally
It’s been a while
Finally
I can feel the smile

No worries, no anxiety
The sun beating down on me
Mirrors the light
That has just been turned on inside myself
Positively affecting my emotional health

Happy people passing by
Smiles on their faces, helping to erase all the “whys”

Its.time.
To let go
Its.time.
To finally say .. no

No
To the emotions that force themselves upon me
Because today, I am happy … as happy as can be.


by: Life Is Sweet



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Eating Disorders Poetry: My Declaration of Independence

This is my declaration of independence...

from the voice that never lets me rest or says what I do or who I am is never good enough.

from the sickness that takes doing anything productive as an "opportunity" NOT to eat.

from the disease that tricks, not just my mind, but my body into pushing beyond the line of healthy, sane excersize.

from the disorder that brings my turmoil unto my family unnecessarily and forces it's rules onto those I live with; to waste money on food I will inevitably abuse or deprive them of foods they enjoy because they trigger binges for me.

from the idea that I can't deal with the downfalls, relationships, rejections, or losses in my life.

from the voice that distorts the real image of my body, my thoughts, and my soul,

or says I need to eat more then physically refuse it,

eat less and then abuse it,

or eat nothing until hunger and fullness are one in the same.

No more will I feel bad, guilty, or trapped for nourishing my body.

No more will I let it distort who I am or what I see with my eyes.

No more will I let it suck the life from me, the freedom to live how I want to.

No more will I let it take my confidence, what makes me truly beautiful, MY beliefs.

No more will I be afraid to simply go grocery shopping for my family or myself.

No more will I let it destroy me, mentally and physically.

No more will I believe that no one could ever love me or that I could never LOVE MYSELF.

No more will I listen to the negative spin on a compliment.

No more will I surround myself with people who fuel this abusive boyfriend in my head.

No more will I feel bad for eating "too much".

No more will I be afraid to eat.
No more.

by: Alex Buchwald




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Eating Disorders Poetry: Done

Done

I don't want you in my life
I don't want you in my head
You play sick mind tricks on me
While I lay awake in bed

You convince me that I'm ugly
That I'm too fat to go outside
You want me to be skinny
Even if it causes me to die

I can see through your lies now
I won't entertain your attacks
I'm not saying that it's easy
But I'm never looking back

I won't let you control me
Not like you did before
I'll decide what's right for me
And your insults will go ignored

Written by: Jessica of Periwinkle Paradise

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Recovery Poetry: I Lie Still, Listening

I Lie Still, Listening

I woke
and in the barely-there light of the new day
I felt it
a faint tug
a softly whispered promise
and taken with the newness of it
I lie still, listening

sweet of words
warmed with hope
and tender encouragement
it spoke to me
of possibilities
and self-love
and recovery

gently it coaxed
comforting and strong
and in the barely-there light of the new day
I listened
to a softly whispered promise
and finally...

I believed.

written by: Emmy M.

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I Am Not Cut From A Pattern: Eating Disorders Poetry

I am not my heavy thighs
nor the roundness of my face

I am not the slender length of my fingers
nor the graceful curve of my neck

I am not defined by the sum of my physical parts
for I am not my body

I am not cut from a pattern
nor molded from clay

I am creative expression
and wondrous exploration

I am quick wit
and generous smiles

I am loving
and steadfast determination

I am indelible spirit
glorious and unique

I am what no one else can be
simply and brilliantly...
 me

by: Emmy M



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