eating me from the outside in

eating me from the outside in

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson
"

he asked me why I changed

"
your ways started
eating me
from the outside in.
so I took the
potato chips
in the bed
that no longer
had a dent
from your side.

the more I ate
the less I felt
the hole you left
as you gorged upon me.
I wrapped myself
in blankets
of cream cheese
until it no longer
worked to cover my pain.

I looked in the mirror
and didn't see
the me I used to be.
I crawled out from
under the wrappers
and began to run,
limping at first,
but eventually,
I picked up the pace.


I no longer needed   
all that extra weight
to survive,

and along with you,

I shed all the things
that were eating me
alive.



© 2018 Lyn Anderson


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Good girl... that's the way to do it, and once done, write about it.....that's what I say... Neville

Posted 5 Years Ago


Neville

5 Years Ago

A fine and necessary write, I hope it was as cathartic as I imagine it must have been.... N
Lyn Anderson

5 Years Ago

It was. As running was and is. I never would have discovered the high of running had I not had somet.. read more
Neville

5 Years Ago

Makes sense to me...
Easy to fall to food. Hard to stay strong. I like the story in the poem. I liked the happy ending. Thank you for the excellent poetry dear friend.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

Yes, well, I am luckier than most, it never did get that extreme as I am healthy and active. But I d.. read more
Coyote Poetry

9 Years Ago

Me too. I didn't use food. I used beer and alcohol.
Sometimes we switch one vice for another...
I love the good strong ending.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

Yes, well, in the end I dumped two vices, and one man, (also a vice) and took up running and kickbox.. read more
Matching Socks

9 Years Ago

Definitely healthier, good stress relief. I used to box years ago. For that reason, bang it all out.. read more
Potato chips are no substitute for real true love. And vice versa.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

And vice versa, how true.:)
great use of language and metaphor...

getting rid of that extra weight, might allow us to have a few more potato chips...

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

Yes, they are yummy when not being used as a substitute for love.:)
jacob erin-cilberto

9 Years Ago

i like the wavy Lays...you can dip them more easily....:)
"I picked up the pace.


I no longer needed
all that extra weight
to survive,

and along with you,

I shed all the things"

Wow. Wonderful self awakening and affirmation. I like the tinge of humor too...Bravo..............

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

Thank you, Sami, as always for your thoughtful review.
Sami Khalil

9 Years Ago

You are welcome...:).......................
You have succeeded and made it through the tough times...great determination of innermost strength within this piece....good job

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

Thank you, I appreciate it. It really has been a long battle but I am coming out the other side.
Drop all the excesisve weight indeed. Carrying oneself is already difficult without feeling you're carrying somone else. Time to shed the skin possibly thicker this time and hopefully embark on a journey of discovery of new opportunities. If it was a matter of choice I would go for them things that eat you from inside out...

Thankyou

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

Many lessons learned, yes, thank you.
Good for you, KL. Depression is, a brutal monster, having to face on a daily basis, which I speak from personal experience, of dealing with chronic severe depression, for most of my life. Not sure, if I could start running, like you have. Rather just take my time and walk. Thank you, KL, for sharing this celebratory poem with us. May each day, be better for you.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

One foot in front of the other and one day at a time. Thanks.
therisa

9 Years Ago

Your welcome.

Think, I'll skip running, for another life, KL.
Deep, deep feeling in this. Vitriol and determination and celebration at having weathered the storm all told in explicit free verse. A biography in ink.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

Thank you, yes, it's been a journey.

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Added on November 29, 2014
Last Updated on July 5, 2018
Tags: pain, depression, anger, sadness, eating, freedom, separation, divorce


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Lyn Anderson

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