The Hunger, The Pain Poem by Rosey Scouthethern

The pain
The torture
The jealousy
The guilt
The pressure
The envy
The pain

I eat I only
Eat junk food
Then I feel bad
The guilt is
Overwhelming
I wring my hands
I go to the
Bathroom and spend
An age there,
Throwing up all
The food that I had once loved
No-one knows,
This is my secret
My one big dark secret

The pain
The torture
The jealousy
The guilt
The pressure
The envy
The pain

I cant eat in
Front of you or any
One I don't know well
I am just too
Nervouse to go
Home at night
I can always feel the
Stares of my peers, friends
And family, I
Clutch my churning stomach,
To try and calm it.

The pain
The torture
The jealousy
The guilt
The pressure
The envy
The pain

Slowly rocking
Backwards and forwards
I attempt to feel happy.
To feel blessed that
I have the option to
Eat food. To feel
That I belong, That I am
Not different, that I am not fat.

The pain
The torture
The jealousy
The guilt
The pressure
The envy
The pain

I close my eyes, and
Wish that it wasn't me.
That I didn't tourment
Myself, my family and
Friends.