Once again, it comes again,
Chase away the hunger with cigarettes
And don't give in

I watch the numbers bob up and down,
A water park of emotion
And I feel that I will drown

Watering myself like a plant,
I need only sunshine and water and that's it,
And I wish I could stop but I can't

Every day the numbers get smaller
I start to feel so little
But the demon in me grows taller

My mom loves having 'skinny kids,'
Never mind my health
I just have to see my ribs

I think I'm cursed

It got into my head,

It's never been worse

I won't eat until I'm dead.

no
oh god, no
leave me be

dreams of you are ruining my sleep

run away,
far, far, away

in those terrible white heels i see

plaguing me
you wore a baby blue and white boho dress

and it wounds me
as it sits in my closet
because I haven't touched it since

it was yours, in my mind.
always yours
from the moment the fabric graced your hips
and that smile spread on your lips
and you turned into someone new

there was something about the ensemble,
later that night
inhibition melted away and I saw the real you for a moment,
or a few

strange that you are so many complex people
wrapped into one shallow being

that you would be scared to show me again who you were once truly
as if the entire world watched through my eyes

but I can promise, friend no longer,
it was only myself, and my whole self,
who watched you
in hatred and admiration

He liked one of the songs I played
So much
That he saved it
He plays it
Doing the dishes

He sways against me and sings in my ear
Softly, sweetly
Like a person discovering love
He sings songs he knows,
And songs of his own

Twisting his fingers with mine
Dancing,
Intertwined
Smooth and warm
On the palm of my hand

He is a constant concert,
I dance and hum in tune
The rhythm of his words
From the morning
To the afternoon