An insight in what it is like to live with bulimia. This is just a release for me. |
Is this beautiful? No one knows what goes on behind a locked bathroom door. A girl stands over a toilet, her back arched. Hair tied back, and fingers in her mouth. Routinely, Vomit is all over the toilet, on the floor, in her hair. Saliva and left over dinner runs down her arm. Her face red as a rose, sweat drips down her temple, neck and chest She can barely breathe, her heart pounds rapidly. She doesn't care. The voice in the back of mind won't shut up. She carries on violently shoving her fingers down her throat Blood falls from her mouth The top of her mouth and the back of her throat clawed at Shes exhausted She won't stop until the voice tells her to Pressing hard on her stomach, she continues... She falls to the floor holding on to the toilet with one hand She is exhausted. She and the voice is satisfied with the mess. She can relax. Her spine aches from the prolonged arching Her throat feels like fire she swallows her blood and gasps for air She can finally breathe. Her heart won't settle and the sweat rolls down her beaten body Just another day in the life of a beautiful girl |