Alexandra - My poem: I am done
Hello Warriors, my name is Alexandra and I have written a poem about anorexia. I am 15 years old and I am currently in recovery. I have suffered from anorexia for about 2 years now and I have had enough of it ruling my life.
Here is my poem to prove it.
Thank you and to everyone in Warrior talk… lets do this! Lets break free!
I am done.
Done with the fragile frame in the mirror
Done with need and desperation to be thinner.
I want the pain to go away,
Each night I dream and pray for that day.
However something has me in its claws
I am slowly drowning in its jaws.
It's a dark voice inside my head
That fills me with fear and dread.
It tells me to stop and think
When I reach for food or drink.
It says, “Will that really give you perfection?”
And thats when I fall into its trap and deception.
I didn't realise the effect it had,
Until it drove me insane and mad.
To the point where my bones could be seen
And I lived off of gum and caffeine
My friends told me of their concern
However I still didn't listen or learn.
My laughter was a distant memory
And I no longer had any life or energy.
My parents would hold me and cry,
And I would just stare and think why.
My dad held his hand around my small wrist,
And warmed my delicate hands in his fist.
The stares and whispers grew,
And I held my head down like I didn't have a clue.
Didn't have a clue that my legs shook,
A simple push or nudge was all it took.
Until one day I looked at myself
And saw the true reality of my health.
I saw the bags under my eyes
And the gap between my thighs.
I saw the pain inside,
The emotions Ana thought had died.
I saw the old me screaming to break free and show herself again,
So as I fell to the ground in a flood of tears, I broke free from the chain.