Bumps and bruises,
red marks,
ribs sprinkled with contusions,
skin stretched too tight,
tendons straining,
there is no more fight,
knobbly knees,
we watch you fall,
and beg you please,
hollow and sunken cheek,
narrow waisted,
why won't you eat?
stressed and starving,
inside I'm screaming,
you forget all about me
in this quest for skinny
Jess Terry
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/skin-ny/
