An Almost Starvation Diet

I am eating.

I’m just not eating enough.

Come the evening I decline to have supper.

I barely have breakfast.

Mostly coffee.

Maybe something for lunch.

But even though the stomach growls

It is ignored and I refuse to come downstairs

to eat or drink.

My choices baffle me.

I wonder if this mental health crisis

is affecting me deeper than I thought?

Is this a sign my depression is once again getting worse?

I don’t know but for now the kitchen is out of bounds.