The mirror is my enemy.

It shows me who I don’t want to be.

Pale skin. Wilting.

Powder hides the shadows

Hollow. Empty.

How did I get this far?

Starving. Alone.

I sleep to dull the pain.

Some days I wish

I could be thin enough

for you; not me.

Flattened like the pages of my books.

Invisible.

No one notices my misery.

People surround me,

yet I am lonely.

I put on my mask.

You think I’m okay.

But I am crumbling

Ev’ryday day I fight.

I cry with each bite

I swear I won’t eat tomorrow.

I tell no one…

But that was then.

She won’t consume me.

It’s not too late.

I can win this fight.

I want to be strong.

I want to be loved.

Didn’t you know,

I did this for you?

But I will heal for me.