Two days,
Of restricting,
Of calorie limits,
Feeling nothing but fat
and nothing but hungry.
Seltzer water:
No calories,
But it tastes like something.
Ignoring my growling stomach,
While my hands and eyes check for fat.
Two days...
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Whispers in the Wind - A Poetry Recovery Journal
PoetryI will be documenting my recovery from various mental health struggles, as well as processing through my time in psych hospitals through the free-verse poetry in this book.
