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Bulimarexia
December 7, 2012
Food.
It beckons me
Evil food.
It taunts me
Screams into my mind
In malicious tones
The demon trapped within me-
It cries and it moans
And mocks my control
Once small, now non-existent
And scoffs at my self-esteem
Which all but disappears
And coward that I am,
I cannot resist it
My stomach spills out in the toilet
Full with blood and tears.
The stench of failure in my roots
The food has had me beaten
And had I lived in Eden- I
I would’ve eaten the Fruit.
© Anonymous
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