Dear Anorexia,Before we met,
Dear Anorexia,
Before we met, my favorite color was blue.
What once resembled the shade of the ocean and sky,
Became a reminder of all that I had been through:
An endless attempt to grasp some fleeting substance flowing by.
The blue of dusk that inspired awe
Presented itself in the spaces beneath my eyes
That seemed to draw
The warmth from my elaborate disguise.
The shade of deep rivers
Flowed through my skin
When my body seized with shivers
As my figure proved far too thin.
Now, when we part, my favorite color is green;
A promise of growth and life
That, for three and a half years, I have not seen.
So, I hope to abandon my strife
Just as nature replaces the shade of wintry decay with an emerald sheen.