Ed
(Eating Disorder)
He won’t leave my head.
Oh,
How it aches and
How it burns my flesh.
Encased in the crevasses of my brain, I am trapped.
What I desire is rest.
Peace of mind lingers in the air surrounding me,
I can’t breathe.
I cannot escape him.
Tears run down my face, burnt from the destruction of my past mistakes piling up into a small box in my head,
I can’t forget.
He tells me I’m not alone,
But even in a crowded room,
I feel nothing but loneliness.
He told me I’m not good enough,
And I listened.
I gave in to his requests.
He will not cease until I am nothing but an amorphous figure.
Please, don’t take me away once again.
Don’t fill my brain with your false euphoria.
Don’t trap me in your lies and perfectionism.
I’m not strong enough to fight.
But I am not ready to die.
He is relentless.
He will kill your hopes, dreams, and everything in between.
He is Ed.
I wrote this about my struggle with anorexia.
