Poetry about a disordered eater

I wrote this a couple years back…this is describing my secret. My eating disordered secret… a secret no longer.

Suffering in Silence

Apathetic toward her request
An addict abnormal in notion
Her mind has got a mind of its own

In a whirlwind of sorrow and war
Reality’s blurred by her façade
Secrets, silence, truth; all these remain

A sea of abyss is her conscious
Her bordering walls are dense, upright
Irrevocably so, she’s buried

Her secrets are safe, yet destructive
Only if exposed will you know her
So a jovial faux she’ll live on

A route she must map first for escape
Until then she stays hidden in shame
She’s suffering in her own silence