A Soul-Searching, Raw Poem: “Disappearing”


When you’re disappearing…

is it a surprise self-love is feels foreign when

we’ve been raised fluent in


“lazy” becomes your mantra

the rally cry anorexia uses

to tighten its grip

The past becomes

a dull ache

in your bones
Slowly the future

is taken over

by nothingness

The tears become


as the pain

is clouded by starvation

It’s hard to feel anything when



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