Bulimia This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   BulimiaSmelling of bileI emerge from the girls' roomPuffy cheeksRed-facedTeary-eyedMy stomach wrenchingNumbI feel no painNo sadnessOr happiness.I float through the worldWith a smileMy mask that I hate.The acid that should beSitting calmly in my stomachright nowI can still feel on my handsAnd is making me sick.The smellThe thoughtThe knowing that it willHappen again.by Anonymous, West Milford, NJ


This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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ohheyyyelli said...
Jul. 9, 2011 at 3:09 pm
i have ednos, i relate to this completely. stay strong♥
 
falling10ssupernova said...
Jan. 15, 2011 at 9:44 pm
yess relatable worst feeling id knowing its gona happen again if your from west milford check out renfrew there in ridgewood saved my life 
 
SecretSasha said...
Dec. 14, 2010 at 2:37 pm
Great poem! I can totally relate.
 
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