Ana poets

Day one without eating
My body has taken a beating
My stomach is on fire
Food is my only desire
But a taste for skinny I acquire
If I put my mind over matter
My behind wont get fatter



The girl in the mirror isn't me if,She is laughing
She is happy
She is surrounded by friends.The girl in the mirror isn't me if,She is loving,
She is caring
She is playing.The girl in the mirror isn't me if,She is thin!


The tired and weary eyes,
that long to see the reflection of a different person,
while peering at the reflection in a pool.
The bony body,
tearing away at its own flesh.
Skipping meals,
and vomiting up what she has just consumed,
tired and lonely while the days pass by,
darker and darker as they become


Eating away at me
there is a Pain
Feeding on my agony
a breeding parasite prevails
It gnaws away my insides
taunts me with its strength
acid burning up, a flare up of self hate
a constant reminder of the core weakness in me
Decisions to be made
are chosen by the Pain
no control do I have over its actions
its grasp is too strong for me to throw off
I cannot move
only to tremble and shake
the Pain is back
I am eaten away


Things aren't the way they were before,
I don't even recognize myself anymore'
The mirror lies,
You can see the pain and suffering deep in my eyes,
The hunger pain hurts
But starvation works.
Surviving on 500 calories a day
People tell me that my body is wasting away
I'm trying to be the thinnest one of all.
I don't want to die,
But my body feels SO DRY.
I feel so empty, and incomplete,
I don't know how I manage to stay on my feet.
Stupid calorie counter going off in my head,
And when I just don't want to deal with it, I go directly to bed