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eating myself to the point of being sick, just to do it again the next day having the emotions bottle up to the point of explosions all over my body staying up until 3 am and crying in the shower looking at other's profile's and comparing myself to those with stuff i will never be able to have having your "best" be considered another's failure locking yourself in the washroom stall, because the anxiety and fear of being alone overwhelms you needing to get high once a week to be able to feel normal again to have days where getting out of bed isn't even an option you just don't know what it feels like
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Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 11:38 PM UTC
you don't know what it feels like
eating myself to the point of being sick, just to do it again the next day having the emotions bottle up to the point of explosions all over my body staying up until 3 am and crying in the shower looking at other's profile's and comparing myself to those with stuff i will never be able to have having your "best" be considered another's failure locking yourself in the washroom stall, because the anxiety and fear of being alone overwhelms you needing to get high once a week to be able to feel normal again to have days where getting out of bed isn't even an option you just don't know what it feels like
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Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 11:38 PM UTC
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