rock bottom
not in control
love used to excite me
now all i do is sleep and wait for the minutes
to pass.

Food became my friend
as it was i had none.
pants started to rip
shirts could no longer fit.
*** now is fat

Hair is short and dead
eyes blacken and tired
nails bitten

Past haunts me
scared of the world
stuck in a trap
waiting to break out

Help.