Thoughts

Thoughts Thoughts big or small It doesn’t matter they make my skin crawl Fat or thin I can never forget the double chin Thin makes me feel Like skipping every meal Fat makes me feel Ashamed as my body is concealed Every decision I make Is every risk I take To get well Under Anorexias spell Takes every breath and thought Ties my stomach in a knot This disorder is not my choice With anorexias forceful voice Keep going The voice keeps growing Louder and louder With all its might and power