i am alittle broken

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It ruined me.

It picked at my picked at my stomach and pinched my cheeks and whispered in my ear low calorie things. It pulled at my hair and screamed in my face nasty words and slurs to get me to eat less. When i would sleep, it sits on top of me like a weight on my chest, staring down at me, baring it's teeth. It's next to me when i eat, asking me how worth it it is, how if i didn't take the next bite if be a step further to being skinnier. At night i shed my skin and wash away the harsh words it says to me.

But it always comes back in the morning.

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