Livie told her parents
About the cuts on her wrists
From the girls at school
And the calorie counting
In a little green notebook shoved into pockets.
Livie's parents
Fed her
To the dragon called
Mr. Therepist
Who chewed forever.
And he plumped her up
With lies
So that they spilled from her mouth
Like a fountain.
And she threw up
So many times
That she started to believe them.
And
Mr. Therepist
Spit her out
In a big
Sticky
***
Shaped my monster spit
And
Stomach acid
From when she threw up lies.
And though she was finally in school,
Livie stayed gone.
Livie had dissolved in the dragon's stomach,
Leaving piles of bones
And shadows
Under eyes.
She never came back.
Feb 26, 2013
Feb 26, 2013 at 11:17 PM UTC
Livie told her parents
About the cuts on her wrists
From the girls at school
And the calorie counting
In a little green notebook shoved into pockets.
Livie's parents
Fed her
To the dragon called
Mr. Therepist
Who chewed forever.
And he plumped her up
With lies
So that they spilled from her mouth
Like a fountain.
And she threw up
So many times
That she started to believe them.
And
Mr. Therepist
Spit her out
In a big
Sticky
***
Shaped my monster spit
And
Stomach acid
From when she threw up lies.
And though she was finally in school,
Livie stayed gone.
Livie had dissolved in the dragon's stomach,
Leaving piles of bones
And shadows
Under eyes.
She never came back.
I changed her name because the word Livie flows a lot better than her name.
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