Please Eat
Chocolate Protein,
Chocolate Milk,
Chocolate Cocoa,
For eating was impossible.
Oh, oh, no.
Take the pills, yell a bit.
She won’t care,
She never did.
My mother used to cry a lot.
Why, mama, why?
For I had ARFID
Avoidant.
Restrictive.
Food.
Intake.
Disorder.
All I’d have was chocolate liquid.
No,
No,
Don’t feed me that.
The number on the scale went down.
90, 86, 79..
That feeling of the smallest summer.
But when the food shrinks,
You do too.
You,
Your self-esteem,
Your health.
“Please, eat”
What mama sang.
The worse I got,
The more my ears rang.
The voices used to yell at me,
But I drown them out with food, you see.
I’m a person that deserves to live.
And I’m getting better day by day.
So please, please, don’t go away.
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PersonalThemeAbstract
Deeply autobiographical account of personal eating disorder journey and recovery.
SparseMeasureDense
Multiple interconnected ideas: ARFID, weight loss, maternal concern, self-worth, recovery.
DarkSentimentBright
Negative struggle balanced by hopeful recovery arc and affirmation at end.
StillEnergyExplosive
Urgent emotional intensity with staccato fragments, but tempered by meditative moments.
MicroLengthEpic
Approximately 45 lines; falls in 31-60 range.
PlainFigurativeOrnamented
Metaphor (shrinking self), personification (ears ringing), some symbolic imagery present.
LyricVoiceDramatic
Pure lyric first-person introspection; internal emotional voice throughout.
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