May you forget me (NOT)

Starvation.

My limbs cry out in pain as they have no strength to hold themselves like they used to, my stomach cries as it has no more work to do because I've unemployed it from its job, my skin grows sick as it turns pale from no nutrition, my eyes lose focus as they have grown tired from no lunch break. I am sorry I say as I don't make eye contact with them in the mirror as I am scared of what I will see.