Bulimia heartache
Another day, another broken promise
my beloved worst enemy comes to visit again
ridding my body of nutrients
whispering evil to my brain
People get sick, people die
but my disease is secret
too shameful to share but too powerful to ignore
I’m caged in a double life and resent those who are free
when will my turn be?
Please Lord, let my body digest again
teach me a life of truth
carve me a brighter path
pull me out of this pattern
so I can breathe once more
This poem is about:
Me