I am but a shell of the man I used to be
broken and bruised
skin and bone
when I made friends with the two of you
I didn't know that it would leave me like this
but yet here I am shattered
sitting on the table
debating on whether or not to eat
and if I do
do I keep it down?
or do I throw it away like everything else
down the drain with the rest of my dreams
did you know that i am 10 times more likely to die of my eating disorder
than if I were to have cancer
did you know that school yard bully
when you insulted
the way I looked
how much I weighed
fat
ugly
disgusting
pig
they said words could never hurt me
but their words left scars too deep to
feel
touch
see
because when they look at me now they’ll say i'm a skinny chap
but when I look in the mirror
I see the kid who couldn't run away fast enough
because he was too fat