Today
Today
Today I started up the set of thirteen stairs it takes to get to my room,
But I was too weak so I stopped at the sixth step,
Sat down,
And caught my breath how many days, had it been?
Today
Today I tried to open the door at the end of the breezeway
But my arms,
Weren't strong enough and I had to put my entire body
Against the door how many days, had it been?
Today
Today I saw my mom for the first time
In three weeks and she hugged me
Her arms
Doubled around my entire torso
And she asked if I had lost weight how many days, had it been?
Today
Today I sat at the lunch table
Staring at my hands
They asked,
When was the last time you ate
And I was too scared to tell them I didn't know how many days, it had been.
Today
Today I skipped school because I couldn't get out of bed my bones,
Frail and thin how could things get this bad
I raised up my shirt,
Fat, I thought, how many more days, until I am thin?
Today
Today I willed myself to get up a strong feeling that I could look in the
Mirror, seeing what I wanted
But I still saw swollen masses of skin, hearing all of the
Awful names they would call me
So I put on sweats and a hoodie hoping, in a few more days, I will be thin.
Today
Today I woke up in a hospital bed white
All around
Questions asked, feeding tubes
Oh no,
How many days, had it been?
Today
Today they brought you to me as if
They knew I needed you all along
You said,
"Hi, beautiful"
And today, was the best I've ever been.
Today
Today I ate my food and didn't stop in front of the mirror.
I'm trying, because in my head I
Always knew,
Being loved doesn't equal being thin.
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