the crying, the wishing, and the hurt.

THREE

i look in the mirror and see myself,
i hate my appearance so damn much.
i look into the dark room;
staring at the toilet as the voices yell
"go do it already."
i finally go into the room and close the door as i flip the light on,
dropping to my knees.
i shove my fingers down my throat
waiting for things to come out.
all the way,
until my stomach feels as empty as i do.

     -{va-la}