Anorexic.116Not good enough109Not good enough100Not good enough93Not good enough87Not good enough83Not good enoughWill I ever be small enough?Will I ever be good enough?I've got to be better...No.I've got to be smaller0.0 will be good enough.
The Ghost of UsI stared a little longer at his faceThe only one I had now when he went away.The one that's folded nicely in my pocketThe one that lay next to me as I slept.They told me he might die.They asked me not to wait.But dare I wait for such a fateA fate described moments too late.His frozen kiss from that last dayStill pressed into my fleshStill pulsing with my breathStill taunting my last wish.At war! At war, they say.Where he must fight to save the dayTo keep our children warm and safeTo stop the danger from moments like today.Every night I cry for him.For him to come back home.But what they said todayWill slowly change my ways..He's never coming home.He's leaving me alone.No more tears,No more words.Only pictures,Only letters,Only mourns.....And memories.At war! At war, they say,Where he must fight to save the day,To keep our children warm and safe,To stop the danger from moments like today....My heart is broken,But it will heal.His death means somethingA
Painful WhyDamn with these tearsFalling freely down my faceCry it all out till none are leftGrip all the strands.Ease the pain and rip it outKnuckles tangled with straining hairCurse it on. Call out and Yell.Define the torment and pains of hellScream out loud, my throat then burnsIt hurts, pull yourself together.Void of blackness blossoms in my chestCurl to a ball and get a grip.Why?The freak you areThe fool I amWhy? For crying out loud why?!