dismorphia

the mirrow became my enemy
naked or with clothes on, it troubled me
still an empty filled sight
even when i surpress my appetite

how can it still be the same way
i blamed my reflection, every day
why did evertyhing still seem so tight
should i have waited longer to take a bite?

my stomach growls, craving some attention
but my projection screams for salvation
barely visible from eating no food
it breaks my proteins and mood

my body destroyed
and left in the void
but the mirror is totally satisfied
not during the days, but mostly at night

looks matter and not the systems inside
devastated by this bending of light
that not my body cravings and thirst
but the hunger in my eyes comes first..