I spend hours in the bathroom
Just cutting
Watching the blood
Drip into the sink
And slide down
Lots of blood
Two cuts today
A half an hour ago
I hadn't cut since the 18th or 19th of December
But I broke it
I'm broken still
Nothing can help me
I'm just sad
It's 2:41pm
I haven't eaten anything today
Except a piece of toast
Two sea salt caramel Ghirardelli chocolate squares
And a Hershey's kiss
I'm not going to eat lunch
It's too late
Plus I'm 105lbs right now
I don't want to mess it up
I want to reach double digits by the new year
I've been doing a thigh gap excercise
10 sec toe touch (standing)
20 lunges (10 each leg)
30 squats
40 jumping jacks
50 sec toe touch (sitting)
60 sec wall sit
The first time I did it
The next day
My inner thighs were so sore
So I guess it works
YOU ARE READING
Broken
PoetryA true diary... It's about my life. My stupid shitty life. The pain and misery, loneliness and depression. In real time. Real things that happen to me and real feelings and thoughts.
