Drown it out.
Silence is the enemy
When it creeps in, everything spirals into chaos.
Cut, it feels good.

Do you really not know?
Is there truth in what they say?
Answer’s left buried.
The selfish need devours you

You pick on your skin
Regret slaps you
The aftermath is revolting.

You are furious
Furious at yourself
Your skin.

The cycle is unbreakable
Why do you do that?
Knowing the outcome only worsens things.

Cutting brings relief
Twisted comfort.
Can’t you just stop?

Shame.
Shame in mother’s eyes
Shame when makeup fails to mask it
Shame of comparison
Shame of jealousy

Control.
That’s all you need
You can take back control.
Can’t you?

Again you're knocked down
claw your way to the battlefield
“You can’t keep doing this over every little thing. This is life.”

Is that an option anymore?

Reflection
Tears burn
Trapped behind hollow eyes.

You do this?
Look like this?
Feel like this?

Problems are life
You shouldn’t complain.

But you do.
It feels good
Guilt consumes you.

Disgusting.
Just shut up
Be perfect

You are left
Pits on your face
Lines on your thighs