samantha anonymous

Thoughts Of An Bulimic - Poem by samantha anonymous

stick my fingers down my throat untill i am sick
i have to
i have to
i'll do what i takes to be thin
i eat and eat and eat
i love food but i hate it
i hate my body
i am so fat, disgusting, horrible
i don't want to stop
i don't want to stop
if i tell anyone they will try and make me stop
its a secret and no body knows
can't control what i eat anymore
i eat till my stomach i sore
i am tired all the time no energy
looking in the mirror i hate what i see
i have lost over 5.5 stone this year
and i'm still not happy
i need to be thin
horrible fat go away
i'm ugly
i just ate a pizza so guess what i'm away to do........

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 26, 2009

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