Grotesquely vague
The obscene, hell bound silence
Each step a milestone of triumph
The valleys are dark, she holds her breath for each dawn
The bitter taste
The strands fall out until your head is naked and furless
The convulsions of radiation so ******,
creating eruptions of decay
You won't let this win
You won't be slayed
The apathetic walls just glare, they've seen it all
It's all they know
Your hope begins to fade
The darkness begins to sweep over you
Your that skeletal anatomy on display
Your empty and hollow
There's not much left anymore
Your deteriorating as we speak

arms wrapped around my
waist feeling more like a chain link
fence I could not
jump reminding me of the
christmas my entire
family bought me boxes and boxes of
rulers to see if i measured up to their standard of
beauty of what a young woman should
weigh but personally I've liked feeling like an oversized bag of
sugar when everyone else is withering away to
nothing to the sound of your voice when I say it on a windy
day see I can keep you right
here if we're still in love in
winter and you get
cold at night you can go right
here in the folds of my
love if you get cold if you get
cold see I have so much to
give the truth is I never really gave a
**** about you but you were the only
person who could embrace
me without making some sort of
joke and I've never had a history of
humour

In winter I bundle up tight in layers of warmth
Like a love I've never felt
Draping scarf over hoody over sweater over skivvy
The wind bites my button nose and reminds me of a love
A love I know too well
Bitter cold brief sickening and harsh
I catch my eye in an ice smitten mirror and I'm torn
My eyes look like hell
How could anyone love me like warmth and fall
For this fat face of shame, tears and freckles
Even if they do
They'll never tell.

I'm fat
My stomache stretches out of its place when i eat
Don't eat
I want to look in mirror and be happy
People shouldn't tease me because I'm not skinny
be skinny
Who cares if I'm unhealthy
As long as I'm pretty

I just want to know what he did to you to break you this much

You've been through worse yet you let this break you

He destroyed you with a verb a and two adjectives

That's all it took, not even a sentence

They are made of the memories you once had, which only grow rosier and brighter, day by day.

They are made of the dreams of how wonderful things could have been and must never suffer the indignity of actually still existing.
Of being real.
Of having flaws.
Of breaking and deteriorating.

Only the things you no longer have will always be perfect.

The things you’ve lost are still perfect in your head.
They never rusted.
They never broke.
So they must never suffer the indignity of still existing.

I didn't know I consumed enough water to produce this many tears