Recovery
This wasn't something I asked for this wasn't something I Chose
The monster that tricked me looked as beautiful as a rose
I didn't realize my portions
and how they began to shirk
or how my weight dropped and my belt needed one less link .
I didn't notice the seclusion
or the dizziness in my head
it just become natural to do nothing but lay in bed
one day I was walking
down a hallway at school
my chest felt like it was caving
and i couldn't keep my lungs full
I came home that Monday
endlessly tried to keep warm
but my body was frigid
like that of a snow storm .
I needed to go the hospital
My heart murmured of attack
I was constantly breathless
And under my eyes was turning black
With desperation I looked at momma her eyes so sad and blue .
She said baby please understand
I'm going to let them keep you.
The next day I went to the hospital
my pulse was a thirty one
they took me to the icu
where my intake was finally done . Eleven days I spent there
and for two days I got out
then I went to legacy where
I learned what recovery was about .
Two months I lived at legacy
with many struggles to bear
but through all the battles
Good results I now share.
I know that I am beautiful
I know anything I can do
Because my heart is beating
For a recovery pure and true
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