She needs a way out,
She can't keep heading south,
But no one will let her free
Everyone will resent her,
She takes a look into the mirror,
And all she see's is,
Fat,
Disgusting,
Not good enough,
Not skinny,
Her life is ending,
Nothing is right,
She can't win this fight,
She has to lose weight,
She has to be thin,
But through all the pain,
She's still standing alone in the rain,
The voices begin to whisper to her,
"GET THE HELL OUT!!"
She screams,
They tell her she's not good enough,
That she's fat,
Disgusting and unwanted,
They continue to swarm,
Torment, to end,
They want her to end it all,
To end all the pain and suffering,
As she thinks,
They get stronger,
She hesitates to grab the knife,
To uncover her perfectly smooth skin,
But now is scarred,
She makes one last wish,
To her best friend God,
Once she's done,
She takes the knife,
And slits her skin open,
Letting out a red swarm of butterflies,
She makes no more cries
Nor pleas,
She's slipping away,
Into a place that has happiness,
And not a place of nothingness,
They tell her it's almost over,
To not forget she's going somewhere happy,
So now,
Her smile has finally faded
Yukki666
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My poems of Dark, Depression, and Anorexia
PoetryThese poems express what I'm going through and how I feel. Basically its a timeline of my life and what is happening. There will always be a dark side to me and a good side. My poems vary from depressed to dark and to my Anorexic side. I hope you gu...
