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Looking in the mirror
Just wanting it all to disapear
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I want to be able to see my bones
Escaping from within my cage of skin.
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Remember, food is your friend,
Force it down,
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Each line of enamel as it runs down my back,
Perfect corners defined now the poison they lack,
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And when the g.u.i.l.t sets in,
Leaving you *twitching* on the bed...
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My mummy and daddy,
They are so proud.
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You're the star of a million glossy ads, / the champion who kneels before porcelain alters...
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Veins worthy of vessels,
Yet they remain empty.
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This disease is still lingering,
Illusive and lonely.
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Her presence in my mind, it is most welcome.
Actually it is the only pleasant thing in my life nowadays.
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Sharp ends like fish hooks,
“You’d better watch the cat.”
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Bruises on my heart
Like a piece of old fruit.
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the wind chime in my chest clanks and sings.
ribs dangling loosely from my spine,
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As she surveys the scene images of what was and what could be come into thought
Bringing a cracked and tired smile to her face.
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Why was she left behind
She just doesn't understand
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[‘cause it’ll make you beau.ti.ful]
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Just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down,
And a finger in my throat helps my food come up.
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Dear Ana, please hear my pleading screams,
Come back to my precious one.
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Morbid fantasies;
Gush through my veins.
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Your wrong,
if you believe weight gain reveals success,
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I see you and try to hide
Pulling up my hood
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Yeah Not Feeling This Either
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I see you many times a day
And every time you somehow change
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I said I wouldn't do it again,
Or at least I said I'd try.
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Is this so bad? / This feel\ing; my / craving. / Ravenging my insides / Destroying my every inch of, sanity. / Oh dear God! / Save me... /
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This feeling I have whenever I eat / Makes me feel like I have suffered defeat / I feel ugly, empty, and not at peace / This urge to abide by hunger must cease / I am at my best when my stomach aches
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The secret's out now, / all of friends now know. / For all these years, / that my weight has been frightening low. / They yell, criticizing me / telling me that it's so wrong. / As if I planned it out, / purpose
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