An Eating Disorder is Like
Below is a piece written by someone who I know that has struggled with an eating disorder. I am proud to say that she is now in recovery. She is an amazing fighter and awe-inspiring writer. Her piece written below is one of my favorites that I feel describes what having “an eating disorder is like…”
Painting angel wings on a criminal,
a picture-perfect model without a pedestal,
a shoe without laces,
asentencewithoutspaces.
socks without feet,
a heart without a beat
a dream without a soul,
a spirit with gaping holes.
a pen without ink,
eyes that don’t blink.
A soul without color,
Love without another.
Lips that do not speak,
Hide without seek.
A mirror without a face,
arms without embrace.
loose ends that don’t tie,
a suicidal thought that doesn’t die…..
©2011KMS
Chrissy Barth
MS RDN RYT
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Below is a piece written by someone who I know that has struggled with an eating disorder. I am proud to say that she is now in recovery. She is an amazing fighter and awe-inspiring writer. Her piece written below is one of my favorites that I feel describes what having “an eating disorder is like…”
Painting angel wings on a criminal,
a picture-perfect model without a pedestal,
a shoe without laces,
asentencewithoutspaces.
socks without feet,
a heart without a beat
a dream without a soul,
a spirit with gaping holes.
a pen without ink,
eyes that don’t blink.
A soul without color,
Love without another.
Lips that do not speak,
Hide without seek.
A mirror without a face,
arms without embrace.
loose ends that don’t tie,
a suicidal thought that doesn’t die…..
©2011KMS
