Graduation To True Perfection

After struggling severely with an eating disorder, I wrote a poem on the recovery process.

Your shifting eyes laced with untold stories

A painless perfection you seek to find

Shoulders worn weak by aesthetic worries

Beautiful demons encapture your mind

Silver glassed glares, a despised reflection

Risking painful memories if you stare

Vying for your personal affection

Loving oneself is a game, do you dare

Think of the day when your confidence stays

Wobbling legs change to steady stances

When your mind seems clear without a dark haze

Hands don’t shake and a steady pulse dances

Releasing yourself from mind’s own clutches

Steady your breath, serenity touches