Cold baths with no bubbles
Blunt roaches swimming in ash
Wicks that drowned and died in the wax of over burned candles
plates with half eaten food
Sitting there for days
Clothes so big you could dive into them head first
Circles so deep you look almost as if you’ve been punched in the face
But you feel that way too so
What’s the difference?
When you no longer count the calories you just
Restrict everything you consume
I almost miss when I would feel the pain of my body consuming itself
But everything is a dull ache now
This is only flesh tightly stretched over tired bones