Poem -
Victory Meltdown GirlÂ
Tip-toeing âround the butter
Her light feet flutterÂ
The thick fat oozingÂ
Urging the girlâs splutter
Sick of losingÂ
She lets her skin meltÂ
like snow, beneath sunÂ
As the utensils cut her
A slit stomach emptyingÂ
of scary oils and greaseÂ
No matter how temptingÂ
I wonât lose to anyoneÂ
She smiles, tightening her beltÂ
Once more at easeÂ
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Comments
My Goodness S.G.!!....this is an amazing display of metaphors becoming one truly sad poem......it must be an overwhelming experience to go through.....the anxiety riddled mind of binging and purging is put under the lights here.....excellent phrasing running throughout this piece......ALL STARS!! & PINNED!!.....VERY well penned dear poet sister!!.....LOVE & ROCKETS!!.....T xo : )
Thank you! :)