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Q Feb 2015
Thank you for your time here.
You were amazing; you are and were fascinating.
You are and will be remembered dearly.
Goodbye, Monty Oum; in our memories everlasting.
Bye Monty.
Q Feb 2015
It happens in stages, every time.

Three meals a day, seven days a week
Whether healthy or unhealthy, who cares?

One meal a day, twice a week
As healthy as can be followed by exercise.

No meals a day, seven days a week
Hours of exercise
If I **** up, it doesn't stay with me long
And
I
Berate
Myself
For being so weak.

Control.
Control.
Control.
Control.

...

God******.

Purge.
Try again.

Control.
Control.
Contral?
Conpital?
Cospital.
Hospital.

Lie.
I'm fine.
Forgot.
Sorry.

Try again.

Control.
Water.
Wait.
Control.

****.
Too much.
Water goes down.
Water comes up.

Control.
Ow.
Control.
Control.
Water.
Smoke.
Wait
.
.
.
Settled.

Scale.
Too high.
Control.
Water.
Wait.

Scale.
Too high.
Control.
Treadmill.
No water.
No weight.
Settle.

Scale.
Too high.
Measure.
Treadmill.
Control.

Control?
No.
Hospital.

Lie.
­Believe me.
Lie.
Lie.
Lie.
Lie.
Finally.
Control.

Eat.
Purge.
Eat.
Pur­ge.
Nibble.
Water.
Smoke.
Settle.
Purge?
No.
Control.

Stand?
No.
Sit.
Breathe.
Stand?
No.
Pills.
Water.
Lie down.
Rest.

Stand?
Slowly.
Fall.
Stand.
*****.
Control.
*****.
Water.­
Smoke.

Settle?
Settled.

Control.
Water.
Exercise.
Control.
C­ontrol.
Control.

Die.

It happens in stages, every time.
This is a long one, whoops.
  Feb 2015 Q
Austin Heath
**** it, why not make nothing off limits,
why not break everything with
something soft and velvety
or a sledgehammer made of
cardboard
executing murders at breakneck speeds.

So maybe nobody gives a ****,
and it's whatever, you're whatever
being lonely is whatever, this life
is so ******* whatever,
banal, passe.

Eyed like a tiger and donated blood to
the vampires, and used like a ******
but only ****** like ****** over;
****** like a father.
Lonely and sad and
contemplating if the bar in the closet

can support my weight at the end of a belt.

Contemplating if the liquor at the bar
tastes sweeter than the people.
Or maybe I should just move on.
Maybe I should pack all my bags
and just run 'till Satan can't collect
and no one knows my name,
so I'll make a new one.

I resent everybody here anyways.
Casual spite. I hope you all die,
so you can't see how much I truly
don't give a **** about any of you.

I'm just tired some more maybe.
Q Feb 2015
It's simple, simple simplicity
You can't regurgitate
What you don't eat.
Q Jan 2015
I do things on my own
I begin and I succeed
I fix my problems on my own
I make whatever I need.

Recognize my talent
I am all I've ever needed
I am, in my lonesome, sufficient
What I attempt, I succeed at.

A decade later, that's your reason
For believing I had it all under control
For believing I had it all in  hand
While I struggled not to lose.

"You never needed help, you never asked
You did everything alone."
I never wanted help but I needed it
"I didn't know, I didn't know."

I am no longer self sufficient
I'm fighting just to breathe
I don't want help even though I need it
I never want anyone to see

That I broke my own cycle
I tried and I lost myself
My fortress is cracked, vulnerable
And I've no one to blame but myself.

I am no longer self sufficient
But I still won't ask for help.
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