let it go; its too far gone.
what's it like?
to scream til you strain your throat.
to cry till it hurts so bad you cant even sob.
to cut so much you run out of room.
to bleed so often that you are set into a trance by the red liquid.
to full the aches by downing pill after pill and not knowing which one will end up numbing you so much youre on the brink of death.
to starve and starve and starve and starve, but be disrupted by the conflicted counterpart disorder.
to be hated and not accepted until medicine is introduced to change who you are; to someone that is only liked when medicated.
to wear your memories engraved into your skin.
to watch as one in particular tries to save you, and throw on a smile for their peace of mind.
but know that smile can be a frown in a second, when turned upside down.