Poems

Hunger Pangs

Posted by Laura on January 16, 2015 at 1:55 AM

The familiar pangs of hunger are eating away at me

It’s sort of like a trigger that I want to pull constantly

Will power, or lack thereof, has always been a flaw of mine

But I remember my rib bones and hip valley replaced by this bulging waistline

So I close my eyes and smoke some nicotine,

Curbing my appetite with more doses of caffeine

Soon I will be thin, gossamer, and frail

As long as I don’t give in, lose myself, or fail.

Categories: Eating Disorders

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