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How do I deprive me? Let me count the ways... |
| Hunger, Friend and enemy Look what you do to me! It's already been 15 hours Perhaps more Since a piece of food has crossed my lips. I go to the fridge And see tons of food...too much food Yet there is nothing to eat. Stomach grumbles Stomach gurgles Stomach refuses such food. Alone With my thoughts A dangerous place to be. Watching infomercials about this diet plan and that Mind morphing to fear that I am way too fat. Yet just last night, A friend I hadn't seen in months said, "You've lost weight." I think to myself That's great! My clothes fit loose This anorexia is my noose. No appetite for 6 months now. No longer able to say "I'm a recovering anorexic." Admitting only now "I've relapsed." Help me! I call out to the Universe. The universe sends a friend Crying. "Eat." Eat. It sounds so simple So why do I refuse? And so hunger I must succumb But I do it Feeling completely numb. |