Purity, perfection, is all i strive to have,
As the stars begin to fall in front of me,
It has been days since food has passed my lips,
Even the unpurity of water....
It must be purged out.
As my stomach roars with hunger,
Trying to break my power of strength,
I know the need for my body, mind to be empty,
Overpowers, takes control over its cries.
Just the touch of the venomous food will destroy me,
Will break my control, my strive for zero,
I have pledged i will no longer be dirty, fat,
Food, just a way to contaminate an already stained body.
The feeling of ,subconsciousness
As i float around in this world we live,
The lightness of my head,
Even breathing takes much energy....
As it should be, perfection never achieved with no sacrifice,
I was never good enough as a child, a baby, a young adolecent....
Can i be good enough now?
I am going to feel the emptiness,
Of my stomach,
Of my thin pale skin as my bones pratrude out,
Sharp....almost as the razor which pierced my not yet clean skin,
Sharp....almost as the words so true....
Fat,
Ugly,
Disgusting,
Inpure,
Vial,
Revolting,
Dirty....
I am all these things....but.... i will change { dear, sweet ana,}
You will change me,
Make me pure,
I will listen,
Follow,
Submit to your every command.
I will be thin....
Thin to the point of death 0 pounds, 0 kg, 0 stone....
Zero everything Dead
Bronze trophy winner
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