Carry On Poem by Nerissa Morton

At night my mind is invaded;
attacked; ambushed and tortured
'You're fat! '
'You're ugly! '
'You're a disgrace! '
Sometimes I have to agree,
Agree that I am unlikable

I guess that's why I'm alone,
I'm imperfect
Some may think it is because I am soft,
You can take my burdens,
Take them as you please

But I am at rock bottom
Those thoughts,
Those harsh, tormenting thoughts
They are mine
They are how I feel about myself
I am fat,
I am ugly;
I am a disgrace

But I am strong
I carry on every day hating;
Hating everything about myself
I carry on for those who need me;
I am strong for them, not myself.
I would like to see you honestly do that.