Barely breathing she stands alone,
clinging desperately to the edge.
Its to much effort to even cry,
all she wants to do is die.
Her battle with food is a forever struggle,
constant cravings and secret binges.
Hiding in the bathroom cradling the toilet seat
her fantastic willpower to never eat.
But it all gets to much and she gives in,
Then Ana is back to shout and scream.
She is to tired and to weak,
But she will never dare to speak.
Just one more day, please god one more day
she needs the energy but wont give in,
So pale and frail looking she holds her head high
everyone asking if she's OK, she turns away and stifles a silent cry.
Not letting anyone in and saying how she feels,
she cracks a broken smile and wears her mask,
she disguises her pain so beautifully.
No one would notice the crack upon her mask where she starts to crumble
She reaches home, her home of hurt, pain
and questionable loyalties.
Where mum and dad fight and shout
and she is trapped, there's no way out.
Upstairs she goes to escape the noise.
Again she locks herself away and pulls out a razor.
The voice's telling her to rip the shiny blade down her arm
again,
Again
And again causing herself harm
She cries as she realises there is no way back,
her mind scarred and her body marked.
Her only happiness is her scales,
which in fact is killing her and sadly she fails.
The blood drips onto the cream carpet,
leaving red streams of hatred flowing into collecting pools
she drops the blade, and feels relieved.
It’s just another typical normal day
Author notes
My life i suppose!
Let me know what you think, its been updated and edited, so id love to have some feedback xx thanks xx
Comments
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wow
that is amazing, it holds so much raw emotion, i can really relate to it. i'm sorry for your pain, no one should have to live like that, if ever you want to talk feel free to im me. great write, keep it up. tc x

