I am dust And smoke I am mere fragments of who She used to be I have assumed to be This body which I am using And abusing With my purges And my urges
Because nothing is perfect But regret, ah regret Now that I can feast upon And Lost faith? Now that is just a buffet of emotion That was once good but is now discarded Thrown away like your empty stomach and your yellowing fingers AH and the remembrance of HIS fingers. The way no matter how hard you try, His touch still lingers All the way up your thighs. You can’t escape it; for you didn’t escape it then now did you? You didn’t even scream! You LET him ****** your mind And pulverize your childhood With one hand! You LET him give you years of disgrace And an unrelenting NEED for cleanliness For purity that can never be found! So you scrub and you rub Your hands till their red, Why not give up and leave your mind To me instead?
You are not strong You are not bold Always doing whatever you’re told! You think I’m ruining you? I’m helping you, helping you go exactly Where you should’ve gone the minute you betrayed yourself By not helping yourself.
So you see I’m here because You can’t face a mirror You can’t face your own TOUCH There’s just so much I can watch without recoiling in disgust You make me sick! So ill make you sick.
And now you see, I am everywhere inside you Let me invade you It shouldn’t be so hard You’ve been stepped on before, On that day, And it seems only fair You should leave this world In the very same way. Because your gravestone is marked all That’s needed is your final date Don’t try and deny it You know it’s too late.
You can’t hide your despise For all you see Behind the redness of your eyes IS ME! Does that scare you? It should I’ve done everything All that I could To lead you here. For you hold TOO MUCH fear. And that’s not acceptable. That’s what makes you so forgettable.
So you see, Everyone knows They know you’re a coward And they see right through you.
So ill smoke this body And pop it And blister it And cut it And mutilate And supply it Yet never satisfy it But I will always comply To my will And I will purge every ounce of you that is left Until there’s nothing left.
Ill throw you into the gutter, Where you will splatter And eventually... Yes eventually the whole of you will be reconciled Flushed down the same way your life went, Because this is where you belong
It shouldn’t be very long Your time is up
All hail Mia!
A bitter expulsion of all my negative feelings during my stint with Bulimia. Felt the need to personify the disease, in order to realize what it was doing to my perspective of myself.. Anyways, meant to be satirical to a certain extent. This is an old poem from a couple of years back, but I felt that it shouldn't be modified. The feelings were too real. Copyright Krystelle Bissonnette