Hurting Poem by Teens

Poem About My Struggle With Food

This poem is an outline of the torture I went through in my junior high years. Depression led to eating disorders, and I soon came to a point where I considered suicide. But I found peace with therapy and family support. I am a lot better now and hope to inspire those who think that being perfect is everything. Just be yourself!

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Imperfection

Published by Family Friend Poems February 2017 with permission of the Author.

The image I face in the mirror shoots me with worried looks.
"Lose weight," a voice cold as a snake hisses.
The words rattle in my skull.

Fingers bully my belly
As they pinch and pull and grasp at my imperfections.
"Too much fat," they taunt.

I go down the stairs and the torture begins.
Evil eyes monitor my every move and thoughts.
My conscience screams, "Get a grip!" But it's too late.
I've done something wrong.

Guilt sweeps over my head.
Tears flow down my cheeks
Like a leaky faucet too damaged to be fixed.

I am a danger to my own body.
A normal girl enveloped within,
Sealed with fear, depression, restriction and control.

It is a challenge as punishable as the sheerest of cliffs.
I am its challenger, a free climber,
Stumbling with each move but still holding on.

No matter how badly the surface beneath me crumbles,
I will continue upward.
I will not quit until I overcome this mountain.

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