Monthly Archives: november 2018

DIKT: The many faces of my eating disorder


If you are already skinny and get an eating disorder, you go to the hospital straight away
But I am still fat and need the diet, they say

Now, I just don’t eat for weeks at a time
But does anyone tell me I have crossed a line?

No, because I was fat when I stared, I’m a success story
Tell me that when I get dizzy and my sight gets blurry

If you are not recovering, you are dying
But the decease keep me lying

“No, I’m not hungry, thanks anyways”
While me body screams; I haven’t eaten in days

My mind and stomach are fighting for the other one to give in
My stomach screams for food, my mind wants me to be thin

It’s only when I’m hungry I feel beautiful
I feel so ugly if my stomach is full

It’s not just a choice to eat, don’t tell me that!
When even one piece of cucumber makes me feel fat

Anorexia gives me purpose, don’t you understand?
She smiles her toothless smile and takes my hand

She is losing her hair, and bones sticking out
She is perfect I want to shout

So I worship the girl with skinny jeans
With nothing but skin and bone it seems

The girl with thigh gaps and collarbone
With hipbones sticking out and a mind made by stone

My worth is measured solely according to the scale
I am heavy, but why do I feel so frail?

Dear eating disorder I hate you
But please, don’t leave me, not you too

And still, dear eating disorder, I love you!
You are the only one who gets me through

Because dear eating disorder, they don´t understand
Please eating disorder, please hold my hand

Dear eating disorder, I love you, let’s make a deal
Because nothing tastes as good as skinny feels

So I keep pressing my fingers down my throat
Trying to ignore the warning the doctors spoke

I say I am sick, the say no, you’re an inspiration
My eating disorder is the new creation

I swear, it’s not by choice
But anorexia has a voice