you won't ever have to
starve yourself
you won't ever need to
hurt yourself
you can't ever have to
cry at the mirror
you can't ever have to
scream into your bed
do you really not
hide from strangers
do you really not
record your weight
can you really not care
can you really not see
because how
can i hate myself
more than you
hate
me
YOU ARE READING
silk thin threads
PoetryExcerpt: i hold on, sweaty hands grasping- at a thousand different silk thin threads: reasons to stay. Trigger warning: includes references and abstract depictions of depression, anxiety , suicide, self harm and mental illness.
