Sickness

an insight on what's going in the mind of someone with bulimia/anorexia/eating disorder

I have a sickness

It eats me inside

It seduces me

Slowly killing me, and I try to hide

 

I can’t stop this sickness

For awhile, it’ll be alright

Momentary madness, down again

Losing the ability to fight

 

I know this sickness

12 whole years of it

It has been better

Then again, I will lose it

 

Once again, this sickness

A sickness of society

It dwells in me

The devil, I can’t see

 

This sickness

Helpless

Emptiness

Darkness

 

This sickness

My image

At a loss

So damaged

 

This sickness

Can I ever recover,

Or am I meant to be

Broken forever?

Reviews

[DJ]

Wow, powerful emotions here. Thank you for this insight into the mind of someone with an eating disorder. I don't think you are meant to be broken forever, judging by your writing, you are a beautiful soul, regardless of how you feel about your outside appearance. Beauty comes from within and you give beauty to every word you express. Stay strong and keep writing, always, C.

[Hana Saemon]

thank you! it's a slow suicide, and there are many more to it than many knows (or cares).