Stab Stab
Your  words are like a knife
When we are together
We can never make things right
I try to put the fire out
But you just make it worse
Our friendship can be good,
Or it could be a curse

I find myself the happiest
When there are tears running down my cheek
I find myself the happiest
When I’m choking so hard I can’t speak
I find myself the happiest
When every step feels like a mile
And I find myself the happiest
When my blood is flowing like the Nile

I have a fear
That you will disappear
And leave me here
In this wasteland I keep
My troubles are too deep
I can never sleep
With you on my mind
I lose track of time
I know you will never be mine
And that’s just fine
You tease me every time
Now I just rhyme
It’s my new pastime
Away from all of your lies
They follow me like flies
They force me to cry
On the happiest of days
You swept me away
The first time I saw your face
You drifted up to first place
But now I just have a fear
That you will go far away from here
And date another girl
From a whole other world

Drip drip
I’m falling deeper down this well

Drip drip
My depression is taking me to hell

Drip drip
I can hear the faucet running

Drip drip
It drowns out their screams as i’m cutting

I feel so broken
So lonely
So scared
My heart’s been broken so much
I’m impaired
Nobody wants to heal
My damaged heart
So it will just continue
To fall apart

A slab a meat
Three spoonfuls of rice
A pile of beans
Yeah that sounds alright
A healthy meal
Upon my plate
That was the last time
I truly ate
After that meal
I looked in the mirror
And on that day
It couldn’t be clearer
I wanted to be skinny
I wanted to be thin
And this is when
My anorexia journey begins
The next day
At the table
I said I wasn’t hungry
My mom said you have to eat
Or your gonna be weak
And my joke wasn’t funny
But what she didn’t understand
Was that it wasn’t a joke
My stomach is rumbling
But my mind says nope
And I’m not trying
To grab for the rope
Just one bite
Seems too much
Maybe a sip of water
Will be enough
I don’t want to be fat
I want to be pretty
And the only way I can do that
Is to be skinny

Slit slit
There goes the knife
A clink on the floor
That sounds very nice
I pray to god
That I will bleed out
Or someone will hear
My silent shouts
I wear long sleeves
For my hidden scars
Arms used to be bare
But now full of marks
There’s a rope on my neck
A pool of blood on the floor
As I remember my parents
Slamming my door
Telling me how much they hate me
How much they don’t care
As I sat there
With a blank stare
I was plotting my suicide
That took place that day
Cuz nobody really liked me
Anyway