Backed into a corner
Locked in a cage
There’s no room for light
No space to feel
A pressure on my chest
I begin to suffocate.
I can’t pinpoint when anorexias hold
Became overbearing, overwhelming and filled with contradiction.
I can’t pinpoint when my mind started to blur and race
Simply at the thought of nutrition.
People must look at me and question my hazy mind
It’s so damn simple, isn’t it? Just eat and drink and anorexia will be left behind.
I look at them with desperation and agony
There are no words to fully explain
How I understand how damn simple it is
Yet the act of doing so is a far away dream.
I’m stuck, lost and unhappy
I’m frozen, paralytic in fear
I can’t think, even attempt to rationalise
With the harrowing voices of anorexia.
Just eat they say. Just drink.
Like it’s the simplest thing in the world.
I back further into a corner, unable to begin to explain
This is the farthest thing from a choice
The power anorexia holds is too strong and I cannot refrain
From cowering down
Obeying commands
Exhausted and defeated
It’s won the war again.
