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the voices say to take up less
because im too large
because i cant
JUST BE ******* SMALLER
but i never will
GET ******* SMALLER
do it right
because my personality is
TOO ******* BIG
i have to make myself
so
*******
small
TOO ******* LOUD
because i
DONT DESERVE TO BE NOTICED
because i dont deserve to exist
to
take
up
this
much
space
yeah... so... anorexia is... fun... (i havent eaten in days)
i have to be

smaller

skipping

breakfast

lunch

dinner

eating

never

i­ weigh myself

constantly

can't

the hunger

a beast

i cannot

give in

i must be strong

but then why

the less

i eat

the weaker

i

feel?
if you couldn't tell, im not ok
im ok
im ok
im ok
im ok
im fine
but the scissors cut deeper and deeper every time
im ok
im ok
im ok
im fine
but lying in by bed, i start to think its my time
im ok
i say
im ok
im ok
im ok
im ok
im ok
im ok
im ok
im ok
im ok
im ok
im ok
im ok
im ok
im ok
































im not
yeah... pretty self-explanatory
i remember the scratching sound of the record player
i remember the sharp blade of the scissors as the dim light reflected
i remember the noise of the cars 4 stories below
i remember the pills i thought of dying from so many times
i remember getting so acquainted with death that i tried to join him
i remember the red lines on my wrist
i remember feeling the sharp sting
i remember the music giving me life
i remember the music making me feel things that i don't feel
i remember the lights
i remember fading away
i remember my phone wallpaper
i remember the music taking me away
i remember blades of grass, so sharp in the morning sun
i remember sitting in my window nook as it rains
i remember the noise
i remember shutting down
i remember foggy mornings
i remember not talking
i remember not moving
i remember not being able to breathe
i remember the streetlights
i remember not feeling like myself
i remember looking in the mirror and seeing a stranger
i remember the sound of a fountain pen on parchment paper
i remember the taste of lemonade in the summer
i remember cloth scraping against flesh
i remember ribs poking through translucent skin
i remember dizziness
i remember the hunger
i remember the sun
i remember the rain
i remember drawing with posca markers on my arm
i remember dancing in puddles
i remember slightly too long sleeves
i remember my first concert
i remember playing piano
i remember feeling the sun on my face
i remember the feeling of the car as it speeds up
i remember watching ride the cyclone in my best friend's basement
i remember the cuts
i remember the red marks
i remember the hunger
i remember the hunger
i remember the hunger
a poem based on a kind i learned at a camp. write down i remember, and then the next thing that comes to mind to complete the sentence. i had to leave the room to cry in the bathroom for an hour. this will never be finished, ill just come back every so often and add to it
 Dec 2024 Nobody
Liana
Tell me about your problems
Not that serious but I listen
Glad to of course
Honerd that you wanted to speak to me

But then you went and ruined it

I wanted to say something about myself and you said
"But it doesn't relate to me "
(This note was written by you in your dreams. Don't you remember?)
 Dec 2024 Nobody
Liana
Somewhere over the rainbow
There's peace
I just need to find someone
Any kind person
To take the journey with me
In my drafts for a while

(This note was written by a giraffe with a short neck that was the first loving creature to like cafeteria food)
 Dec 2024 Nobody
Parker
ill sit in the living room and watch the clock tick.
ill sink further and further into the plush of the couch,
waiting.
all good things come with time
and you are one of those things.
ill watch the seconds, hours, days, weeks, months, even years
tick by.
my smile will never fade, my hands will never fidget, my eyes will never falter.
i will wait for you,
for as long as you need me to.
you are worth the time and the effort.
i really hope you know that no matter how much time you need.. ill be there for you.
 Dec 2024 Nobody
Liana
I like to believe
That even the loneliest and least understood people
Have a star in the sky
That listens as much as you need
Gets you
And loves you

This star
Is just yours

Since you're basically one
When you hug yourself
It's like the star is hugging you
Wrapping it's brightness so tight
The darkness barely even leaks out

When the world *****
When you die
When you change
And when you cry
The star cares for you

Even in daylight
It's hiding there

Even when the star sees all the you do from up above
It loves you
And tries to help you
You just have to listen to the silence
And you maybe
Just maybe
Won't feel so alone anymore
(this note was written by the place you feel safest)
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