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I can feel my collar bones though my stomach grows? Weird how i always hear it groan. I feed her calories yet it's not enough. Most times I feed her nothing but ana says it's still too much. So i walk stairs at night cause she never lets me sleep. If i chew my nails the stubs I'll have to keep. I can't sleep at night i tell you I think i might decay. Im decaying is what they say. I can't count in maths but my intakes to the decimal. Silly me thinking i should let myself feel full. How come im only pretty when im dying?
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Apr 25, 2018
Apr 25, 2018 at 1:47 AM UTC
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I can feel my collar bones though my stomach grows? Weird how i always hear it groan. I feed her calories yet it's not enough. Most times I feed her nothing but ana says it's still too much. So i walk stairs at night cause she never lets me sleep. If i chew my nails the stubs I'll have to keep. I can't sleep at night i tell you I think i might decay. Im decaying is what they say. I can't count in maths but my intakes to the decimal. Silly me thinking i should let myself feel full. How come im only pretty when im dying?
I haven't written anything real for a few months but this came to me tonight.
Prettygirl
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Apr 25, 2018
Apr 25, 2018 at 1:47 AM UTC
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