Writing Prompt

‘You need to eat more.’

They’d say.

‘Don’t give me any of this fast metabolism sh**. Your just not eating cause it’s trendy.’

They’d claim.

‘ At least gain some muscle. You look like a stick. I don’t know where that came from.’

They’d give me extra food.

‘Don’t drink that water before you eat. You need to gain weight.’

‘Your don’t even fit a size small.’

I didn’t listen.

I loved my body....

I felt this exhilarating rush of anxiety and despair, even existential dread

I was lying with my back to the wall, pistol against the temple of my head, firmly pressed

What comes next?

I pulled the trigger, and I yelled for an ambulance I was told, as I bled

I took a nap for about 6 days though, I wasn’t really dead

The bad things they did to me in the hospital, you wouldn’t believe if you were t...

Maybe i'm fine , i checked the time .

why hasn't it worked ?

I saw the notification "Are you okay " its just i didn't want to stay .

I was tired of struggling every day of pretending i was fine to end up at that room .

Kinda pointless if you ask me cause i never told them what was wrong .

Maybe my task was to stay silent cause if it was i definitely passed .

I was at my last straw a place i sw...

I’ve never pedaled so hard in my life. There is one image burned into my brain of the two of us pedaling our hearts out up a rather steep road. As we pulled up to this island on the ferry, we noticed a lookout atop a hill. Didn’t seem so high from where we were seated. As we landed, we grabbed our bicycles and headed for the base of the hill. We were both in great physical condition, so there wasn...

walking I used to walk for peace of mind and to clear my breath of the indoors and the stress that others put into the air, but I had been walking for hours my feet are worn and pins line my heels and push deeper with each step with red footprints I leave behind… but the air is so beautiful, it fills my lungs warmly and I can close my eyes and feel myself between seconds and relish in that place o...

We aren't all

Alone in our struggles

There is someone out there

That feels just as we do

I’ve come to realize this

More and more recently

I see the lost and confused

The ones who struggle each day

I see them in a way only someone

Who’s been through the same can

I know how you feel, I’ve felt it

Myself, not so much now

I think I’m healing, I don’t pray for

Peace anymore instead I

Pray f...

PS: (listening to “SKINNY BY BILLIE EILISH” will definitely impact, for I wrote it with that in mind, for it related. Enjoyyy)

I’ve lost 40 pounds

I’m 17

I’m a girl

I’m black

I’m scared

I’m confident

…

I’m trying

I used to be suicidal

/

I used to hate myself

/

I’m sorry “me”

/

Sorry I didn’t love you like I should’ve

/

I’m sorry about the abuse I put against you

/

Your wrists and ev...

checking my weight

still underweight

but i have to be less

frowning at the scale

glaring at the mirror

but no matter, i’m still a mess

why do i wish for a flatter stomach

when all i do is overeat

how come i beg to just finally look pretty

when those are standards i’ll never meet

under 100

just checked today

but my ‘friends’ all claim they are less

their hourglass shape

compared to my awkward ...

Every war has its own battles

Clashing ideals

Chasing goals

Triumphs and losses

Every battle a moment to contemplate

To reconnect

Reconcile

Recover

Every day has its own struggle

Novel and aged

Again and again

Until you get it right

Every mind and body correcting itself

Finding what feels good

Confronting the bad

Seeking a happy medium

Checking every objective off the list

Fighting a war with...

The overnight ferry from Piraeus was perilous.

Into the water’s darkness and vastness, I peered.

Iraklion’s terra cotta shined like an oasis at daybreak.

Finding my humble quarters in Greek was curious.

A demitasse coffee, dolmas, pita, feta. Noon neared.

The palace at Knossos. Broken by a faraway quake.

Night swarmed with hustlers, smoke and mosquitoes.

Too many Zeos but plenty of laughs made my ...