The Odyssey
I jumped in a hole.
I didn’t think about how deep or dark
It was.
I was dying to be thin.
At the bottom of the hole
I found a comforting reflection.
My thighs didn’t touch
My hip bones stuck out,
My skin, pale as a morticians gown.
I wandered here in my secret place,
My thoughts consuming my life.
In every show, every ad, on every magazine cover
Was the truth that I shared
The truth that ensnared.
In a pause, a breather from my thoughts
I looked up and realized my true plight.
I was at no oasis,
I was lapping at the shore of fear.
The light above, that I used to live in
Was now a distant sphere.
At the bottom, I was
Eating 120 calories per day.
Now my palsied arms,
Couldn’t carry me to the light.
A line was dropped.
I am climbing out,
But the rope is slippery,
My hands are tired,
And I can’t always hear the encouragement
Of those above.
But now I know that courage isn’t lack of fear,
Courage is overcoming fear.
I will climb out
I will stand in the light
Again
With those that love me,
With those that saw my plight.
I will stand again, stand again
In the light.
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