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Bulimia

Claudia Krizay 1956 (Washington DC)



Bulimia

I once was not in tune with the body that I lived in.
I saw my reflection in a mirrored pond.
I saw angry stars burn like flames inside of my eyes-
I saw a body I so wished was not mine.

Fighting the battles inside of my mind,
And the commanding voices
That played malevolent tricks on me-
I had no spirit, a wounded soul, a broken heart-
This intensified my death fear-
Though I was afraid to live or to die-

I saw a reflection of some horrible being
I could not believe that this was me.
One day I felt the trepidation begin to fade
And through the stars within my eyes
I found the poet inside of my soul.

I recall the day my spirit was born.
I saw my reflection as a painting
To decorate my bedroom wall-
I was proud to become the woman that I was made to be.

I stand as tall as the highest mountain peak on my horizon-
I see through the stars within my eyes
A new soul, unabashed and proud.
I have opened a gate to walk though
Where there exists endless skies and miracles to explore.

Through the stars within my eyes, I see a staircase-
There are still some upward stairs to climb.
I foresee a mirrored citadel having risen beyond the skies,
In which I feel no shame in my reflection.

There is space to continue walking forward-
Where an aura about the sun awaits me.
I am winning the battles inside of my mind…

Claudia Krizay

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My experience with an eating disorder.

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Submitted by claudiakrizay on September 17, 2021

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Claudia Krizay

I am a 65 year old woman living with schizophrenia. My poetry is an expression of my inner self and my way of coping with difficult times and enjoying good times through my writing and artwork I have found a place for myself in this world. more…

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