I eat without
Tasting although
I've been told I
Should try to taste
It is called grounding,
Take note of the senses
What do I see
But I've been lifted
By little white pills
Where I can sift my
Thoughts through a screen
As I eat a sandwich
As I eat the side I had to take
As I drink fake tea with its
Mocking green colour
Slinking its way down
Through me
I should notice the heat
I should stay right here
In the present
I should
I look around and
Sandra isn't here
I whisper to Marina
My mermaid and
She squeezes my hand
Something about insurance
And Sandra needing to go
Into a more intensive program
That is what she heard
I wonder when she heard it
Was it while I was thinking
Or when I was gazing into my
Paper cups pretending caffeine
Would find its way to my veins
What is that stirring?
Am I sad she's gone?
I didn't even talk to her much.
Just stared through her during
Group when her stories made
Tears burn behind my eyes.
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The Weightless One
Teen FictionEvery bit of food I eat Is turning into more thoughts And what do I do with the thoughts I am too afraid to say? After a party changed everything, Miranda loses her appetite. She is placed in an eating disorder treatment program, where she must be b...
