Tuesday 15 January 2008

Dear Anorexia

I want to cut the water
You "let" her drink
"Let" her eat
I want to cut that water
Slice it silly
Make it squirm
Burn
Hurt
You ought to die
Be cut off and Broken
Belittled
You mother fucker ­
How you drown these girls
Take them in your arms
As if to cradleƉ
Promising of hugs
To never come
And then it's a break
A hurdle
Fast forward to the finish line
Blurry lines
Boundary lines
Broken time
You eat at me ­ grind my soul
Rip me Pull me
Asunder
Under
Fuck her
You don't deserve her -
She is better
Legs spread
Because she believes she will get nothing better
And it's you who have convinced her
Told her
She isn't beautiful
When she is
Told her
She isn't worthwhile
When she is
She is
God Dam you
Shun you
Shame on you
I fucking hate you
Making her hate herself
Making her doubt herself
She'll ignore her insides for you
She'll discount her instinct
She'll do it all for you
Dancing until she passes out
And you will never come through
You will never reward
You will just punish
PUNISH
All the discipline all the anger all the punishment
None of the hugs none of the parental unconditional love
Not once
Not ever
But you'll manage to still replace her parents
You'll replace her friends
Who may not get it, may be ignorant
But at least they are fucking nice to her
You'll never be nice to her
You will eat her up
At the same time telling her she eats too much
You ugly fat fuck
How can this be happening?
Why don't you take the slimy boys?
The greasy ones who make uncomfortable eyes at everyone?
Why don't you take them
Bend them
Break them
Tear gapping holes in their lives??
Why don't you prey upon the murderers, the rapists
The thieves that will take anything as long as it's free?
Why are you messing with the vulnerable?
The unknowing teens?
Are you such a weak fuck
you have to pick the ones already hurting?
Take those who give themselves to you willingly?
Are you not even up for a fight?
You misleading mother fucker, you have no taste
YOU DISGRACE.
Skinny didn't win the race.

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