Counting

Always counting....

She's counting every calorie,
     counting every carb.
She wishes she could eat it all,
     she hopes that she will starve.

She's run a thousand miles by now,
     she's binged a hundred times.
At night she sneaks away to eat,
     as if it were a crime.

Now it's all she thinks about,
     it's all that she consumes.
She knows the counting will kill her one day,
     one day is very soon.

Reviews

[Brittany Bostic]

The theme of this poem was very unique. It is not often people write about this but it is very real. I am a dancer and have a lot of first hand knowledge of this sort of feeling especially for girls around me. The Rhyme was a bit off but I think you might have done that on purpose perhaps to evoke something from the reader. It wakes you up into the final reality of what may come if the person continues to do this.

[sinNsincerity]

This is so intense and the horror was deeply felt being that I deal with similar thoughts.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree.
"She knows the counting will kill her one day,
one day is very soon"
Hard to keep the numbers out of our head. Steal sleep and peace of mind. I like the description. Made the reader understand the early ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Relic]

The rhythm is slightly off on the last stanza which made me stumble a bit. Yes, food can be all some think about after dieting so extremely. They seem to see their bodies in a fun house mirror which reflects a lie It a sickness some can die off. Your thoughts are correct.