Perfection

August 14, 2008
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I run a hand along my stomach
looking in the mirror.

So big.
So fat.
So out of control.

My stomach growls in frustration.
I hush it.

5 more pounds, I tell myself.
5 becomes 10.
10 becomes 20.

I can't stop it now.
I am what I eat.
I eat nothing.
I feel nothing.
I am,
Nothing.
Numb, so numb.

So close, one day.
So far, today.
A tear runs down my cheek.
Too far from perfection.





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lovehate29 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 9, 2009 at 6:44 pm
Wow! This is amazing and touching. I believe everyone is beautiful no matter what. They may not look like everyone else, so prestige and "cute" like everyone else, but everyone has their own unique look. Good job!
 
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