Hold It Down

A poem about bulimia

Hold It Down

Looking at the putrid food its stench inviting to some

gaining weight is all I see my fingers act out a gun

forcing them inside my throat screaming for families help

but that’s only inside my mind my body tells a different story

I look at the magazines these idols I wish to share their glory 

another meal to avoid as the hours pass

 releasing this effort of eating

my sickness I do well to mask

A knock and then an entry not enough time to think on my feet

I breakdown whilst I look at my idols I must accept defeat

sitting in the counselling with the elephant telling me its wrong

no food to spare in her home I’m sure she knows where I’m coming from

sitting now awaiting a plate of food a salad to keep in shape 

but what is presented to me is that food I hate

slow bites of these greasy pounds gained with every swallow

smiling after a few more attempts but I know what is to follow

A dessert its grand appearance sickens me to the core

no longer smiling no longer trying hold it down no more 

I arrive in the bathroom a welcomed bin for the pounds

I know there waiting by the door listening to familiar sounds 

The food released my figure slim my idols ive done proud 

my family are disappointed 

I tried so much to hold It down  

Author's Note

A poem from the perspective of someone with an eating disorder please review and be honest as always

Reviews

[Margaret Marie Hubbard]

For people who do not know the mental pressure of harboring a disease like this, I'd say you were able to tap into the pain for sure! It's a sad lonely thing to deal with inside. Most actually think you can gain control over it by yourself. Great job!

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

I agree with J.R.

[A Risen Heroine.]

I like this poem a lot.
It shows quite good how someone with an eating disorder feels and how they're thinking.
The image is clear and very well described.
Thanks for sharing and keep up the good work!

~A Fallen Heroine~

[♥Kaitlyn♥]

This is really good.. I actually can relate to this poem.. Good Job :)

[Ashley Myers]

wow this happens to so many people. i have never experienced this but i hope i never do. i know i am self conscious of my weight but i have come to the realization that real people will love me no matter what i look like. and its sick to see that society has shaped us into a people to think that beautiful is less than 100 pounds. its sad really

[northern monkey]

Exceptional expression of another unpalatable truth. Really captures the compulsive obsessive emotions of this distressing disorder. Great job.

[J. R.]

The imagery is harsh, clear and memorable. You've really done justice to this terrible condition.

[Dilan Gray]

I love how real you made this poem. You wrote it really well and the images are crystal clear. Great job.

[jjjjjjjjjjjjj]

it' s scary to think about yet its very true. i liked it

[trainwreck]

Hmmm. It was a decent write, I personally think it wasn't your best. It had a great plot, but it could have been a tad bit longer, to maybe show more of why she (or he) wants so badly to be a model. Still, it was a a good tribute/narrative of bulima and by no means bad. This style could work really well for you. Keep it up!