i force down days upon weeks upon years,
of regret, pain, shame.
In one mouthful
And you wonder why it takes so little
For my stomach to be full.

to everyone who's calling me....*i am no longer the person you're looking for.

I screamed loudly
they measured each scream
it seemed to fit
they nodded, and clicked on my heart
following my descent
into
madness
and I replay sad violin music, and try to slow down the harmful strokes.
you
you you you
you ALL
sit by
and nod
and hem
and haw
and enjoy
the raw beauty
that are
to you
just
*******
words

My stomach cries to me, begs pitifully
gurgling like a drowning old crone
I don't give a ****

my stomach shouts at me to move
I dont give a ****