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Pain's Reflection
I stand and stare at myself in a mirror of guilt
I hate what I see
What in God's name have I built?
The bones make themselves visible under soft skin
An ounce of fat would be the most wicked sin
Muscles did not grow on my body, no
Just a thin and pale version of me, a dear foe
Anorexia was my evil friend
It made me a dead soul that was flesh, bone and I didn't hide it well, couldn't pretend
Spoke sweet lies in my ear
"Thin and fit people are the ones we hold dear."
"No room for the obese and weak."
"Just nature's mistakes, mankind's little freak."
I listened and starved my heart and mind
What I turned into was a medical case, almost forced me to feed,tied and bind
Took years to defeat this fiend, my demon
But even now it still tempts, settle the score, make it even
Wants me to fall from Grace again, but this time, it wants me to fall faster and harder
