Mia

An eating disorder, its a dangerous thing

Why does everybody hate me?

Oh, but I would never hate you

Why won't anyone love me?

Oh, but Im here to love you

Im just fat and ugly thats all I am.

Oh, but I can change that

How?

You'll see

Im hungry

No your not

Lunch?

Skip that meal

Can I eat this?

Yes, yes you can

I actually feel full

Good, now off to the bathroom

I don't like this anymore

Shhhhhh. It'll make you beautiful

But I can't stop

Good, that means its working

But I want to stop

Don't you want to be beautiful

Yes

Good,this'll make you beautiful.

Beautiful collarbones 

Beautiful waist

Beautiful thigh gap

Beautiful face

I promise

I can't stop

I won't stop

Good

I will be beautiful...

No. You'll be dead my dear

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

A tragedy that can take over a person's life and.. finish it.

Your poem is near to being a set piece for the stage, shedding colour on what your words mean. But not a single word is make believe, there's no stand-in for your words because they tell all.. in an emotional and adamant way. The added lay-out is unusual but certainly catches the eye. God willing to deter rather than invite.