Starved
Starved pain stories
  14
  •  
  0
  •   0 comments
Share

nicpetherick
nicpetherickCommunity member
Autoplay OFF  •  a year ago
A poem about Anorexia Nervosa

Starved

I can hear things that aren’t there, As the room spins before me, And stars begin to appear.

I can feel the weakness inside of me, The weight of my body on my bed. I feel my hands trembling, As I lift them to my head.

I can barely move a limb, I’m so tired and exhausted, As emptiness builds within.

I feel myself decaying, Every night is the same, Nevertheless, blood’s still flowing, Through each and every vein.

I can hope that i’ll soon be ‘normal’, Hope I’ll soon be free, But I know that that’s unlikely, Anorexia has too tight a grip on me.

Stories We Think You'll Love 💕

Get The App

App Store
COMMENTS (0)
SHOUTOUTS (0)