Jan 2012
I threw up blood and toothpaste,
Swirling down my sink,
I thought it might be beautiful,
But really, it was sick.
It's never an intention,
Just reflex; purge and flush,
Humanity's out of context,
I'm not in it for the rush.
Swirling down my sink,
I thought it might be beautiful,
But really, it was sick.
It's never an intention,
Just reflex; purge and flush,
Humanity's out of context,
I'm not in it for the rush.
©Nicola-Isobel H. 23.01.2012
I'd like to dedicate this poem to my good friend, Bella. Eating disorders are a serious problem. Don't let them get the best of someone you care about.
I'd like to dedicate this poem to my good friend, Bella. Eating disorders are a serious problem. Don't let them get the best of someone you care about.
