Poem…Anorexia, the virus

it eats into your soul and wears you thin
it will take you into forever if only you will let it in
it tears your body apart by the godly seams
it’ll take all you know and turn it into worthless dreams
it will destroy your soul, your every word
of course people will notice
but the sounds of their distress will go unheard
you’ll know not the difference between right and wrong
your hell will turn into just a happy song
the song of being thin and life going good
but your tune will soon change
your eyes will turn to shadows
black circles will run underneath them
along with a blank and dead stare
you’ll know in your heart you need help
but there wont be much room left for you to care
and your killer will then search you
looking for your weakest points
behind the depths of your skin
your killing yourself when really your life has not yet had a chance to begin
and still you’ll walk in beauty, you’ll carry great grace
people will fall before you
swaring they’d give anything just for your beauty, your body, and face
your tear stained blue eyes will show the innocence of your youth
and you’ll run from your troubles
when you could just face the truth
it will be written in your body, it will contaminate your very soul
it will take you, it will eat your body whole
day after day you’ll watch as each pound slips further and further away
you keep saying to yourself that it will run its course
and things will be fine, one day
this curse will get you in its tallons
it will take your spirit and heart
it will deprive you of sleep
and yet you’ll never know where to start
but you’ll keep living your life as if you are invinsible
when really you are not
you’ll lose your appetite, your stomach will also forget
life will be upturned and hell will come around
you’ll want to die sometimes but your feet wont leave the ground
forever this thing will run its path
until its mission has been done
you wont find a moment of peace
day after day it will run
and finally when its too late
you’ll want to change your past
but life doesnt work that way
forever this virus will always seem to last

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Author: manyofus1980

I am a woman in my mid 30's. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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