Eating Disorder Poetry
Battle
I showed up for battle today
You asked me to lay down my sword and shield
And you armed me with a pen and paper
I tried to push others away with the pen as I had done with the sword,
but I fear instead people will get closer
I tried to hide behind the paper like a shield, but the paper contained my
innermost thoughts leaving me exposed
I want to scribble out my thoughts and rip up my feelings
I want to demand my sword and shield, my weapons of destruction, be returned
But I showed up for battle today
Prepared to fight
And I learned that the battle is not about getting my armor back,
Rather learning to fight without it
Kim
Copyright 1999 by Kim Martel
