I saved your videos and pictures on my phone,
As a sad escape to feel less alone,
It worked for a while,
Until reality kicked in once again,
Then the blade returned to my skin,
The numbers on the scale started to fade,
Grades started to drop,
Never felt the same,
This was all a lucid dream,
As if i were on a high,
But i when i woke up,
I would have rather died.