Nothing Left But Skin
Poetry on life with anorexia
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TO BE BEAUTIFUL
To please all who had sight,
On me- I took joy in the depth of my baggy clothes,
Purpose shown the way to deny the hurt,
Nobody has to know.
I stopped the unnecessary pounds,
No one needed me to become a woman,
I was treated weak,
I resolved to only deny
I can.
Maybe I did it to be beautiful,
I blame my masterful mind,
That heard thinness and beauty equals Happiness,
A corrupt lie.
I thought it would make me special,
Not knowing who I was,
Believing I can go on-
no one will need to know my secret of hating me
cause’
I kept it locked up tight within dams of tears,
Waking up to only think about food-
how little is too much,
TO BE BEAUTIFUL,
No one likes you when you are fighting interdemons,
So- here in the mask of smiles I’m standing alone.
I’M STANDING ALONE
To please all who who had sight,
On me- I took joy in the depth of my baggy clothes,
Purpose shown the way to deny the hurt,
Nobody has to know.
I stopped the unnecessary pounds,
No one needed me to become a woman,
I was treated weak,
I resolved to only deny food cuz’ I can.
Maybe I did it to be beautiful,
I blame my masterful mind,
That heard thinness and beauty equals happiness,
A corrupt lie.
I thought it would make me special,
Not knowing who I was,
Believing I can go on-
no one will need to know my secret
of hating me cause.
I kept it locked up tight within dams of tears,
Waking up to only think
about food- how little is too much,
No one likes you when you are fighting enterdemons,
So- here in a mask of smiles I’m standing alone.
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About the Book
Ever wonder what goes on inside the mind of a teenage girl trying to grow into a woman with an eating disorder? Find out in Nothing Left But Skin. A short poetry memoir of anorexia at its best. The negative, the mirror mirror anger, bowls full of depression, sprinkled with stress. Am I unforgiven in a secrecy of self starvation?
Nothing left but skin is poetry
that follows the author’s 12 years of obsession with food and weight. A never ending battle that leads into the
real issues swept into the dark closet until there’s nothing left but skin.
About the Author
Sherrie Eli graduated from NRI school with high honors. She has won many awards for her achievements in creative writing. She has had her poetry in Hazmat Review, New Author’s Journal, and Offerings. She has struggled with anorexia now for the past twelve years.