My Depression Poems

At Least You're Thin

What's a little hunger, what's a little pain?

It's not that bad, you can take one more day.

Empty is pretty, so be the emptiest of all,

To be oh so fragile, like a porcelain doll.

Wait a bit longer, just a few more days,

Wouldn't it be blissful, such a hunger filled haze,

Starve and purge, make sure you look great,

Be the thinnest, the smallest, fill them all with hate.

Envious of your beauty, jealous of your grace,

1 pound is progress, so keep a safe pace,

Though it takes time, I know you can make it,

Your clothes will get large, and smaller ones will fit.

This is beauty, right? Is it worth the pain?

Just listen to Ana, she'll keep you sane,

She'll smile as you lie there, with her sickly yellow grin,

And you'll force in your last breath, but hey... At least you're thin.