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Enough

How thin is thin?

When will it be enough?

Count the carbs

Count the calories

Count the pounds and the kilograms

Count the tears

Count the frustrations

Count the failures and the success

But when will it all end?

How thin is thin?

When will I be enough?

©Maria Michaela

Scales

I stepped on the weighting scale and I looked up

Afraid of what I’ll see when I look down as the weight may not have dropped.

I crossed my fingers and even my toes

Hoping to end a bit of my woes.

Slowly I looked down, praying the scale would be good to me

And then!

©Maria Michaela

Starve

If I starve myself will you be kinder?

If I starve myself will you be nicer?

Will you treat me better?

Will you be just a little sweeter?

If I starve myself to meet your standards,

Will you accept me with arms wide open afterwards?

So I starve myself and I begin to deteriorate

My starvation, it accelerates

I drown and become lost

I only paid for my life, it’s not much of a cost.

Curves

To be fat is to be shameful

To be fat means to feel awful

This is what I learned as a child.

.

My family loved me, and I know they tried

Tried to protect me, but they do not know how much I cried

Because whenever I have an ounce of confidence

Society retaliates with a pound of uncertainty.

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My curves became my curse and I hated myself

I felt like an unwanted book tucked away on the shelf

I hated my curves.

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There are nights I’d pick myself up

Saying that I am enough and I am loved

But most nights…..most nights are awful

.

I lie to myself sometimes

That if I love my curves enough

Society will accept them and I will no longer need to hide

Lost It

I gained the confidence

And then I lost it

Lost the weight but gained it again

Lost the hope that it took too long to get

I’ve lost my mind which I hoped to save

Shed those extra pounds

Let’s do it all again

You did it before

You can do it once more

Move your butt and feet

Get going and never admit defeat!

Go on, just lose it

I Weight

The pounds, the kilos

Measured, weighed

The numbers show me and they do not lie

When I saw the numbers, I could almost die.

The scale it taunts me

Told me of the truth and of my fault

So my guilt starts to rise

I could either change fate or meet my demise.

Will I ever lose the pounds I gained?

I’m drifting to isolation again

Confidence gained is now confidence lost

And I have but myself to blame the most

Spare me the sweet talk and tell me straight

That I’ve once again gained weight

I Will Lose

Shed those extra weight 

Remove all self hate

Driving oneself to the distance

It takes a lot of hard work, give yourself a chance

Don’t give up now, you’ve come a long way

Show them what you’re made of now insead of waiting for someday

Sweat it out and enjoy yourself

I go on and tell this to myself

No one will do it for me

And so I go at it, in the end we shall see

He told me I was beautiful and I believed him.
He said I’d be gorgeous if I were a bit more slim.
I took his words and did my best,
To try and make jealous of the rest.
I hardly ate, exercised a lot but even then,
He had eyes for others so that was when,
I decided to give him up.
I realized my happiness would not stop
If I let him go.

He said I was beautiful and I took the compliment,
But never will I ever let his words be my supplement
To my happiness

unbolt me

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