my lips are chapped,
my head is throbbing,
my vision has blurred,
i am starving myself,
to rid of these demons that haunt me,
but it is not a pretty sight.
i dont think out been outside for a few days now,
what did i used to do all the time?
my book collection is gathering dust,
and my art supplies are packed away somewhere.
i have successfully starved myself,
but not of the demons,
they still reside here,
but of my happiness.