Listen, dear sisters, to the tale I tell,
Of a journey through shadows, through heaven and hell.
For "daddy issues" may whisper and call,
But don't let them define you, don't let them enthrall.

Can I break free, cease to eat, find relief, admit defeat?
Exhausted, chasing what's not there, hunger's absence, hard to bear.
Thinner now, a draining spell, body and spirit parallel.
Longing for the joy, a nourishing decree, when will food be carefree?