Purge

 

I shove my fingers down my throat

and feel the food crawl up slowly,

as I lean over the toilet seat.

Tiny chunks of poisonous bile,

eliminated from my body.

Each piece hits the water,

as the colour changes.

My temperature slowly increases,

sweat drips from my head,

I feel sick from forcing myself,

I don’t know how to stop,

to quit to save myself,

the screams dominate my mind,

my eating disorder has taken over me.

Reviews

[Sean]

very interesting.....if only because...........................................................you aren't skipping anything, writing directly from the experience and now censoring yourself..

i've read a few of the pieces of the whole of your works and i am impressed with the poetry and its significance

[J.Black]

Stfu Amy you are so thin! I love you, and you look fantastic when you walk around naked. LOL

[bluessadmood]

thats very bad dear ,its not the woman weight a few pounds more or less will make her pretty..
its her soul,the way she talks,the way she looks,the way her eyes move here and there and look at you to see so much depth there like a blue sea,its the way she looks that dreamy way,the way her heart beats fast when other hearts do not,its the way her soul and inside tells me i am so beautiful...that is what matters to me,not being so perfect in everything,i have always said nice people dreamy people are ragged in clothes and looks,but their souls shine in even the darkest night..these are the beautiful people