Trapped

Tue, 01/02/2018 - 23:02 -- leann

Roses are red.

The numbers are loud as they dance through my head

Violets are blue.

People want me to eat, but if only they knew

Sugar is sweet.

Food causes me feelings of pain and defeat

And so are you.

The eating disorder has taken over, and I don’t know what to do

This poem is about: 
Me

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