Poems About Eating Disorders Seeking Honest Critique
#EatingDisorder
Mars_August
Mars August
Mars August
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2024 00:38am
22nd Nov 2024 00:38am
In On It
Once I was thin, relatively, I think,
I don't know
but by comparison, not at all.
When they said I was "healthy"
it was a joke I wasn't in on,
a frog in my cereal,
maggots in my macaroni,
it was the taste of iron
in every bite
I wanted to be relative, I wanted to be thin
by comparison, thinner and shrink wrapped
so tight, so smooth, my bones were clutching
skin around them like a blanket
in a storm
And then I was thin, and the hollow mapped
out my sinew, and praise filled...
I don't know
but by comparison, not at all.
When they said I was "healthy"
it was a joke I wasn't in on,
a frog in my cereal,
maggots in my macaroni,
it was the taste of iron
in every bite
I wanted to be relative, I wanted to be thin
by comparison, thinner and shrink wrapped
so tight, so smooth, my bones were clutching
skin around them like a blanket
in a storm
And then I was thin, and the hollow mapped
out my sinew, and praise filled...
#bullying
#EatingDisorder
#MentalHealth
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6 Comments
Fallen_Angel_194
Angel.
Angel.
Poem Published
19th May 2024 3:54am
19th May 2024 3:54am
Food
I hate you
I’ve said it so many times, I think some days I might lose count.
I hate the way you make me feel, and I hate how empty I become when I eat.
I hate all the trouble you’ve caused me, and I hate when you used to slither your way up my throat in the midst of the night, hidden behind running steam showers and war cry Metallica playlists.
I hate that I have to consume you in the first place, and I hate you even more when I realize that my dinner is above a thousand calories.
I hate what you’ve turned me into, because I was never this bad in the first...
I’ve said it so many times, I think some days I might lose count.
I hate the way you make me feel, and I hate how empty I become when I eat.
I hate all the trouble you’ve caused me, and I hate when you used to slither your way up my throat in the midst of the night, hidden behind running steam showers and war cry Metallica playlists.
I hate that I have to consume you in the first place, and I hate you even more when I realize that my dinner is above a thousand calories.
I hate what you’ve turned me into, because I was never this bad in the first...
#EatingDisorder
#food
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2 Comments
Fallen_Angel_194
Angel.
Angel.
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 3:29am
2nd Apr 2024 3:29am
Purge
There was an innate sort of control, that came with slipping my fingers down my throat,
Because at that moment, when the world went still and quiet, I had never felt more alive.
And maybe I was damned, from the moment I traded dinners for crushed ice and koolaid packets, or when I began to weigh myself every morning when I woke up, and every night when I went to bed, but god; could I have cared any less than in that small, moment of blissful silence.
I am older now, and eating tastes like chewed up fingernails and sugar free crystal light, But I am not doing it anymore;...
Because at that moment, when the world went still and quiet, I had never felt more alive.
And maybe I was damned, from the moment I traded dinners for crushed ice and koolaid packets, or when I began to weigh myself every morning when I woke up, and every night when I went to bed, but god; could I have cared any less than in that small, moment of blissful silence.
I am older now, and eating tastes like chewed up fingernails and sugar free crystal light, But I am not doing it anymore;...
#food
#EatingDisorder
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2 Comments
anonymouszoe
Poem Published
28th Jul 2023 7:14pm
28th Jul 2023 7:14pm
Reflections
My mirror is a compulsive liar,
that hangs upon my wall.
It lies, it cheats, until I weep,
as it stands above so tall.
that hangs upon my wall.
It lies, it cheats, until I weep,
as it stands above so tall.
#mirror
#addiction
#EatingDisorder
#freedom
#reading
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drinkingflux
mila throat
mila throat
Poem Published
12th May 2023 9:35pm
12th May 2023 9:35pm
anemia
separate the skin
i'll let you bleed
baying from the inside
yearn to cough
yearn for silence
snivel and wither
inhale the smoke
let it all rot
molding fruit
dig my thumbs in
i'll throw you away
when i'm done
i'll let you bleed
baying from the inside
yearn to cough
yearn for silence
snivel and wither
inhale the smoke
let it all rot
molding fruit
dig my thumbs in
i'll throw you away
when i'm done
#SelfHarm
#addiction
#EatingDisorder
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2 Comments
copingwithwords__
Poem Published
25th Mar 2023 10:13pm
25th Mar 2023 10:13pm
; (keep on going)
(Verse 1)
You‘re the perfect friend
But you can’t seem to mend
There’s always something
That one dumb thing
That illness fighting you
Think you wont get through
It may seem easier to die
But you just can’t deny
That it won’t be any better
If you leave into the sky
By jumping of a ladder
(Refrain)
So try to keep on going
Fight for yourself and stop throwing
Yourself away
Someday it will be better
So please don’t jump of that ladder
And keep on going
(End Refrain)
So keep on...
You‘re the perfect friend
But you can’t seem to mend
There’s always something
That one dumb thing
That illness fighting you
Think you wont get through
It may seem easier to die
But you just can’t deny
That it won’t be any better
If you leave into the sky
By jumping of a ladder
(Refrain)
So try to keep on going
Fight for yourself and stop throwing
Yourself away
Someday it will be better
So please don’t jump of that ladder
And keep on going
(End Refrain)
So keep on...
#love
#friendship
#lyrics
#MentalHealth
#EatingDisorder
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hidden_truth
Poem Published
21st Feb 2023 10:17pm
21st Feb 2023 10:17pm
Notice
At a young age, we start to notice numbers
how they grew but descend as well
I however, grew to notice the numbers on the scale
How they would go up or down
Depending if i felt brave enough to have an extra bite
As I grew, so did the numbers on that scale
My enemy wasn’t anyone else
But the very reflection that had shown me
Pulling fat that doesn’t exist
The crying the wishing to see something else
Anything or anyone
Notice the mirror’s endless lies
help reach that number
Or notice how apple cider vinegar...
how they grew but descend as well
I however, grew to notice the numbers on the scale
How they would go up or down
Depending if i felt brave enough to have an extra bite
As I grew, so did the numbers on that scale
My enemy wasn’t anyone else
But the very reflection that had shown me
Pulling fat that doesn’t exist
The crying the wishing to see something else
Anything or anyone
Notice the mirror’s endless lies
help reach that number
Or notice how apple cider vinegar...
#identity
#SelfReflection
#EatingDisorder
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1 Comment
Fallen_Angel_194
Angel.
Angel.
Poem Published
30th Dec 2022 1:55am
30th Dec 2022 1:55am
Lessons from an unloved body and a mad woman
I wake up in the morning sometimes to the sound of my own breathing, and I become envious and enveloped in a thick coat of hatred and love for myself each day.
It is so hard; trying to love everything about yourself, even the things society has told you to hate.
Lesson one;
The more I starve myself, the more the pit of hunger inside of my body begins to grow; the more animalistic I become,
It does not matter to me; as long as I am beautiful.
The loving comes afterwards, when salted almonds become flavorless and toast and apple juice become the craved. ...
It is so hard; trying to love everything about yourself, even the things society has told you to hate.
Lesson one;
The more I starve myself, the more the pit of hunger inside of my body begins to grow; the more animalistic I become,
It does not matter to me; as long as I am beautiful.
The loving comes afterwards, when salted almonds become flavorless and toast and apple juice become the craved. ...
#depression
#EatingDisorder
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2 Comments
QuietlyOutspoken
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2022 3:10am
22nd Dec 2022 3:10am
Excessive Intake Of Chocolate Pretzels
Heartbeat in my fingertips
I should know better than this
The comedown is hell
But it’s something I miss
Too much is never enough
I love feeling like shit
10 o’clock and my heart’s still racing
Can’t sleep
My hands won’t stop shaking
I take too much to feel awake
And to forget everything
It’s the perfect type of wrong
Because it doesn’t last long
What’s the harm
I’ll feel better later after I starve
Self hate pouring out of my lips
I shouldn’t have done this
I...
I should know better than this
The comedown is hell
But it’s something I miss
Too much is never enough
I love feeling like shit
10 o’clock and my heart’s still racing
Can’t sleep
My hands won’t stop shaking
I take too much to feel awake
And to forget everything
It’s the perfect type of wrong
Because it doesn’t last long
What’s the harm
I’ll feel better later after I starve
Self hate pouring out of my lips
I shouldn’t have done this
I...
#EatingDisorder
#emptiness
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shad00n
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2022 8:36am
23rd Aug 2022 8:36am
Gaining Back
Not feeling shame was a guilty pleasure
Not eating grew a competitive game
Eventually, I did lose
And I won back every piece of me that I gave
Not eating grew a competitive game
Eventually, I did lose
And I won back every piece of me that I gave
#MentalHealth
#EatingDisorder
#healing #vulnerability
#healing #vulnerability
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Grobthedeprokid
Poem Published
28th Jun 2022 11:38pm
28th Jun 2022 11:38pm
Mirrors don't lie
I'm an oxymoron,
a hideous hybrid of fat and thin.
How can I look like such a glutton,
if bones are visible through my skin?
How can my ribcage struggle
to escape it's prison and bloom,
when underneath it a vast expanse
of fat takes up so much room?
How can my spine jut out
like a vast jagged mountain range,
if underneath lie these horrible legs,
bulbous and bloated, swollen and strange?
How can my collarbones stand out
like a plateau,
when atop it lies a head with cheeks
like boils ready...
a hideous hybrid of fat and thin.
How can I look like such a glutton,
if bones are visible through my skin?
How can my ribcage struggle
to escape it's prison and bloom,
when underneath it a vast expanse
of fat takes up so much room?
How can my spine jut out
like a vast jagged mountain range,
if underneath lie these horrible legs,
bulbous and bloated, swollen and strange?
How can my collarbones stand out
like a plateau,
when atop it lies a head with cheeks
like boils ready...
#EatingDisorder
#suffering
#emotional
505 reads
2 Comments
Swan37
Poem Published
25th Mar 2022 12:07pm
25th Mar 2022 12:07pm
How does one save themselves?
I eat and I feel guilty
then I overeat and feel guiltier still
but I can't seem to stop
I fear my body will rot
I want to be healthy and happy
I want to make good choices for myself
choices I know I should be making
choices I know would make my life better
but I don't have the strength
so I just sit in my room as I write and chew
I am miserable and numb at the same time
I can't make up my mind
it's hard to breathe and I'm dying on the inside
I need saving from myself
then I overeat and feel guiltier still
but I can't seem to stop
I fear my body will rot
I want to be healthy and happy
I want to make good choices for myself
choices I know I should be making
choices I know would make my life better
but I don't have the strength
so I just sit in my room as I write and chew
I am miserable and numb at the same time
I can't make up my mind
it's hard to breathe and I'm dying on the inside
I need saving from myself
#EatingDisorder
#despair
#suffering
#emptiness
#FeelingTrapped
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