I am back to being.
I am back to being human.
I am back to being happy.
I am back to be
Me.

or a good plot rhyme or theme
make me see something
I might have taken for granted
give me words that *******
make me drunk high intoxicated
or stupid
in retrospect
make me say ****
now that is unique
that is a new way of saying what I felt and
could not, I speak to the mountains the mole hills
the largest and the small
the powered the weak
say something strong! Strong !!
Make a simile smile a
metaphor dance in my eyes dreamy.
Take my imagination to the edge of denial
then push me over into believing,
into that daydream that
fantasy we all need.
*** me up with words like I am
naked among a world of mermaids,
swimming in bays of
green
island
make believe
talk me to the limits, love;
for their is no other heaven
but what you make
no other hell in which you make
no world spinning but this, let's us
get heart
and give back and swirl and fly
because we
might  be human
and need to, after all.

it's the hardest thing in the world,
watching you fade.
I'm waiting until you become dust
all for a more prominent ribcage
and to be able to cut diamonds
with your collarbones.

it's the hardest thing in the world,
watching you cry
in front of your reflection.
your pain is never beautiful
but your soul always will be.
you always were.

it's the hardest thing in the world,
watching you die.
you were always so fragile,
so delicate. I fear you might snap
when I try to hug you close,
with your bones digging into my arms.

it's the hardest thing in the world,
watching you fight.
although, it's not so much of a fight
when you're too tired to
and the winner is guaranteed
and you never wanted to win anyway.

Are you anorexic?

No,
I'm not anorexic
I've just got a
Stomach bug

I've never heard of
A stomach bug like that...

Yeah,
It's really weird
They just discovered it
See,
It actually spreads
Through your mind

Well, what are the symptoms?

It's simple,
You feel fat
And lazy
And stupid
All the time

And it makes you sick,
And then you don't eat

Sounds anorexic to me...

*I'm not anorexic!

his fist clenched
his mind benched
her eyes black
her jaw slack
and bleeding

her blood red
him out of his head
the child hiding,
crying....inside dying

violence never asks
never is the answer
for the victims
it is slow death
for society a cancer