Looking at the world
through acidic eyes.
Thunderstorm kisses,
pouring through dark skies.

Bands of rage and temper,
feelings all caged in.
Powder keg explosives,
blowing up again.

Black and blue circles,
hid under the cloth.
Red drips from my nose,
broken at all cost

Ripped down at the seams,
by every human thread.
Abandoned and afraid,
wishing I was dead.

Thinking of the **** you said
Thinking whether or not I should say *******
Not giving a **** about your feeling no more
Treating you like you treated me
Like ****
You ******* hit with low blows
Knowing **** we'll how sensitive this heart can be
You tell me you love me the next day
You said it was the beer
But **** didn't you say that the last time
******* and **** your **** man
I'm leaving and I'll be the queen that I am

Pain,
Pain,
Pain,
Oh how bad my hand is in pain.
I wonder if he asked the lord to go in vain,
All this pain is really the same,
But all these people put me too blame,  
The pain is mental and physical,
My mental well being is already a stray,
Everyone hates me is that okay?
The physical pain is not real,
It honestly feels like I'm in a game,
This happiness I no longer feel,
What I feel is anger that you can't tame,
Ima leave it at this
When you love and loose your heart gets a seal,
An unbreakable seal,
Ima love this world with my life,
And kiss the world like its my wife.
But I might end this pain with a slice from a knife.
Not self harm because I'm still living my life.

A decision made impulsively
Sometimes ends repulsively
But sometimes ends perfectly
And eradicates conformity

Look just a little more you
(When in fact there's less of you)
They look again and say that's WHO?
Open up their world view

When they see that people can change

You're only seventeen -
the light seems to shine
right through you,
peach-furred skin
dessicated
drawn in upon itself
- and old.

Your moisture-dewed youth
has evaporated.
It’s been emptied
****** clean
dried and drained.

You reach out
with snappable wrists
Your brittle bones
bulge and bow.

Your ribs vibrate
with every breath
air thrills and ripples
the whole chest cavity.

Your hands and feet
Minnie Mouse big
too big
for the fragile framed
tiny dancer.

Your hips have become
pelvic bone butterflies
that arch and flare out
from your sunken abdomen
concave
and strangely hung
with loose folds of skin.

Your eyes like oases
in the desert of you
cartoon-cute big
but sunken deep
into your head
as if drawing away
from the sight of you.

Just a few more Kilos
and you’ll be gone.

© M.L.Emmett

Scanning from the ground upward over my torso
Reveals an disturbing inventory of dysfunction
brachymetatarsia, in both feet!
Unequal leg length
Reconditioned knees
Atrophied right quadriceps
Hernia Scar
L4 & L5 Vertebrae way too chummy
Are these *******?
Are these jowls?
Gum recession
Moderate gastro intestinal reflux
Three diopter challenge in both eyes
Dermatochelassis, left and right
Scintillating scotoma
Male pattern baldness – rear solar panel developing.
And yet when asked
I reply, Oh, I’m fine! I’m fine.
And you, and you, still love me.