A four letter
Curse word
In my daily lexicon.
Necessary evil
Rather avoid
But can't.
Needed
For my daily cocktail
I must take.
To ensure
My long term health.
Both
Mentally
And physically.
As I struggle
With various issues
In my life.
That shaped me
In whom
I am.
Truthfully
I see myself
As an ugly bloated
Beached whale.
Walking
On two legs.
A fact
Have struggled with
For most
Of my life.
Whereas
My ideal weight
People express concern
About my appearance
Being anorexic.
Like my constant battle
With depression.
I cycle
Between binging
And starving.
As if
I'm punishing
Myself.
Something
I started
At the age
Of 9.
Even now
In my starving periods
Eat just enough
For my meds
And nothing more.
Please understand
My shelves are full
With various healthy
Foods.
Just don't feel
Hungry.
Forcing myself
To eat something
For the meds.
Therisa © 2017
Author's note: Over the past 2 years, have talked with my medical team, about this, as it impacts, on my diabetes and other parts, of my overall health.
