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Advice If You Are Anorexic

stop looking in mirrors
nurture your best sides
do things that you love

painting, dancing, roller skating
spend time outdoors
look toward the future

a dangerous internal voice
may be criticizing you
hold up an imaginary stop sign
yell “STOP!”

concentrate on your positives
make a list of them
You should be able to find at least fifty great things
If you are not there yet, strive for

Categories: anorexic, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse

Thoughts of An Anorexic

A name i detest to be called.
My chest compresses as i travel back in time,
An asphyxiating guilt, back then so conscious,
Each day I was chained to hatred.

Memories draw in, of me bawling over my weight,
Arms crossed across , wishing for a sweet escape
Goals and dreams I had surrendered all,
In the battle with those tormenting ghouls.

As

Categories: anorexic, abuse, anxiety, body, endurance,
Form: Free verse

A Former Slender Man Lapsed Unitarian Anorexic

A former slender man (lapsed Unitarian anorexic)...
deplores adipose tissue gain

No Holiday music can soothe savage beast
washboard abdomen weight watcher's dream fleeced
skinny bag of lovely bones permanently leased
body snatcher somewhere amidst policed

madding crowd of carolers singing,
where mine sinking spirits ceased
rising today December 18th, 2020
analogous how unleavened bread
(i.e. matzo) lacks yeast.

I loathe shucking clothes,
(no matter eyes severely

Categories: anorexic, 7th grade, absence, age,
Form: Rhyme

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Is the Mirror Unkind, For An Anorexic

Is the Mirror Unkind?, for an Anorexic
by Michael R. Burch

for anyone struggling with self-image and self-worth

She has a comely form
and a smile that brightens her dorm...
but she’s grossly unthin
when seen from within;
soon an entire campus will mourn.

Yet she’d never once criticize
a friend for the size of her thighs.
Do unto others:
sisters and brothers?
Yes, but also ourselves,

Categories: anorexic, angst, anxiety, depression, image,
Form: Verse

Self Reflection, For An Anorexic

Self Reflection
by Michael R. Burch

(for anyone struggling with self-image)

She has a comely form
and a smile that brightens her dorm . . .
but she’s grossly unthin
when seen from within;
soon a grieving campus will mourn.

Yet she’d never once criticize
a friend for the size of her thighs.
Do unto others—
sisters and brothers?
Yes, but also ourselves, likewise.

Categories: anorexic, absence, anti bullying, beauty,
Form: Verse

Anorexic Girl

Anorexic Girl

Sometimes she whispers in my ear,
a tapestry of pain and fear
whose warp and weft weave haunted days
and nightmare dreams through woeful sobs
and blooded screams, till phantoms from
a private hell enshroud me in
a chilling spell.

Categories: anorexic, depression, emotions, health, mental
Form: Free verse

Anorexic

Skin and bones, some say she's too thin
Kind of looks like a frail stick
Each day she runs, fast paced
Lost look in her eyes
Eats less and less
Torn and sad
One word
Numb






Written on 10/7/2015
Infinitian Form

Categories: anorexic, body, sad,
Form: Acrostic

Anorexic: a Glose

"How she meshed my head
in the half-truths 
of her fevers

till I renounced 
milk and honey 
and the taste of lunch.”
- ‘Anorexic’, Eavan Boland

The pervasive pain of hunger 
fastens my mind to flesh and blood.
Mindful, aware of each moment, 
success in the heart’s slowing thud. 
How she meshed my head.

She’s there in the space between thoughts

Categories: anorexic, angst, body, depression, emotions,
Form: Ghazal

Anorexic Mind

What is this ticking inside of me,
a heart that beats lesser than time?

I feel as though I have departed
into the halls of my own death,
life is but an echo
of footsteps fading
behind my back.

Am I too fat on life,
this trimming of me
is it to rid all but death?

I look into my own reflection
and see the fullness

Categories: anorexic, body, feelings,
Form: Free verse

Big Beulah and Anorexic Ann

Big Beulah and Anorexic Ann 

By Elton Camp

All her life, Beulah has been fat
But can’t do a thing about that 

Her pal Ann won’t have it that way
“It’s in your control,” she does say

“I weigh less than when I was sixteen.
You’re the fattest woman I’ve ever seen.”

“I watch what I eat and exercise every day.
The

Categories: anorexic, humorous,
Form: Rhyme

Diary of An Anorexic

People say it’s only skin, but I see lard.
I see it falling down, straight from my arms.
It speaks to me, saying, come on eat.
You know you want to. Come on, feed me.
But I won’t. I think: discipline is key.
You can do it, food’s the enemy.

Categories: anorexic, depression, devotion, food, life,
Form: Free verse

Anorexic & Obese

Grass Calls for
 More and more
And I water and water.
The Obese: Expires

Hitherto, that grass
Spikingly Winds up by the"Plop, Plop"
Snubbing over the drops.
And Passes.

The Olive Grass
Gawking incessantly out at the flecked Rays
I witness them dance
They post me the murmuring messages

Of the Wind.

Categories: anorexic, nature
Form: Blank verse

Anorexic

All I can do is sit and stare. 
All I can hear is the clanking of silverware and people chewing... 
people enjoying. 
My teeth grind back and forth...my jaw begins to hurt although I've been given 
nothing. 
My tongue wrestles with the tasteless air, 
and I pretend it's something. 
My hands are permanently glued to

Categories: anorexic, confusion, depression, love, sad,
Form: Free verse