BEYOND THE MIRROR
WARNING: This poem contains sensitive themes including eating disorders and graphic restrictive behavior.
Spread thin against this wall
I watch the skin melt away from my ribs.
As my sternum protrudes
I feel my skeletons are coming out of their closet
So joyous they are to be free.
Instead they are inside of me.
They are me.
Refusing to let me eat
Refusing to let me sleep
My body is screaming for a meal.
But they cannot fathom the thought of extra food!
For the vision staring back at me was one we worked so hard for.
And a promise I still long to keep
A precious secret, clung to my chest
Unlike my clothes, which hang from my hips
And my lips, they quiver as I ask
I am beautiful, aren’t I?
Skeleton lifts my fragile wrist, inspecting
Don’t you see, you’re terrifying?
I am trapped in this shattered reflection”