Eating Disorder Poetry
Deep Endless Fog
Swirling round my head is a deep endless fog.
I feel so confused, I don't know if I can go on.
I feel real bad inside: there's no doubt about that.
I could take the next step but I'm too scared of being fat.
I want to scream sometimes but that's the impossible dream.
I'm trapped inside a dark nightmare world, where no one can hear me scream.
The voice in my head seems to be there all the time.
I wish it would go away but I'm already claimed he's mine.
Never ending failure hangs dangling over my head.
He seems to be there all the time in the end I might be dead.
At least that's what he wants because he's taken over my mind.
He's a burden, he's a stress and he never tries to be kind.
I sometimes wonder - will I ever get out of here.
Some things are in the way but the end could be pretty near.
Cat!
