Who is this skin and bones I see!
Who is this shell if a person?
What have I done?
What did I do?
The screams are getting louder
Ana is back and is telling me to not eat that. I try to resist but she yells at me.
"You said you wanted a friend! Well now you got one!"
But I don't like this friend. My friends worry. My parents cry. My sibling ask me why I don't eat. And all I say is, "eh, why bother?"
My sister came to me. My worst nightmare came true. She said, " I want to be pretty like you. So I won't eat and I will become skinny."
She leaves me room. She leaves with my heart. Can't she hear me desperate screams? Can't she see my suffering
My sisters missing. What have I done? This life i lead isn't a life. It's a path of destruction.
Now I'm scared and sad and lonely. Ana left and a new friend came. Her name is Deb.
Deb gives me a present, but it's not one that I want.
It's a thing of silver and a mind of self hate.
My friend Deb told me to use her presents and I didn't resist. "What have I done?" I cry as a trail if crimson flows down my arm. What have I done?
It's been over a year and it seems that Deb is here to stay. But if Debs here, then I am going to leave.
Goodbye friends, goodbye family. But most of all goodbye Deb.
I'm getting sleepy and really scared. I try to cry out for help but nothing but a whisper comes out. And with my last breath of air, I say, "what have I done?"
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Dear Someone
PoetryJust some thoughts of a lost girl. Just gonna put this out there but my very first poem is very dark and very scary. I, in no way, shape or form encourage anorexia and self harming. A lot of my poems come from the bad times I've been going through...