Eating Disorders

Eating Disorders

You’re obese and I’m too thin,
Self-control is our biggest sin.

You see hunger,
I see greed,
And yet we both suffer
From the same maladies;
Is our disease.

For what we see,
Is not reality;
It strips away our humanity
Leaving the real possibility
Of our families standing by
Our gravesides
— Weeping.

Because of our rage
Set from the world’s cruel ways
Of the torture and pain,
That is laid on us daily:
The names,
The lies,
The beatings
We take,
Leaving us feeling worthless,
Less than a human being
Worthy of love
— From none.

And with this rage,
It has decayed our visual way
Of seeing who we are;
Our rage has turned to obsession
Of feast or famine.
And either way,
If we can’t cease this pain
We shall both fade
Into the grave.

So please, let us pray
To cease internalizing
Our pain:
The agony inside,
And rather live our lives
Without turning to our demise
With our obsessions.

For we will survive
Once we realize
We are beautiful
— The way we are —
No matter what our scars;
For between you and me,
It is love that we need
To kill this obsessive disease,
That we face daily.

Eating Disorders by K. Saitta
© 2007-2021 Walk In Verse All rights reserved

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