In the mirror’s cruel reflection, a shadowed fight,
The whispers of hunger, in the dead of night.
A dance with demons, unseen by the eye,
The silent screams, the unspoken lie.

The weight of the world, a heavy disguise,
In the depths of sorrow, where hope often dies.
Craving control, yet losing the grasp,
In the void of silence, a desperate clasp.

A fragile smile hides the storm within,
The battle of body, where no one can win.
Chasing perfection, an endless quest,
A soul in turmoil, never at rest.

In the light of dawn, a flicker of hope,
To break free from the tightening rope.
The journey of healing, a step at a time,
Towards a peace, so truly sublime.