~Anorexia Nervosa
~I fear a sudden death


(Author Sarah O'Connell )


I fear a Sudden Death—
An unfair, early parting
You tell me I am killing myself!
But it feels like another false warning

And I can feel myself dying—
Almost every day
And in the moments I lose my mind
My mind—it floats away

Something inside of me separates
I become numb, catatonic—still
There is only a solo concern in my life
The mere pound yet brings the thrill

And so much work has yet to be done
And this machine has no oil
Soon—unimaginable pain and tire
But to the system I remain loyal

My solution lies cascading down—
The answer waits distantly ahead
And in the dark days I wait—
For the day air will replace lead

Ahh yes, I see the meaning in this poem. How we are slowly dying, but living off that death...until the day comes where there is nothing left. I think that is the ultimate goal, for me anyhow. I will not be satisfied ever, until there is nothing left of me. Sad, but that is the reality of anorexia.

Thanks for posting this,
love,
Dara