a poem I wrote at 6:30 am

TW ED
I know this isn't that good just please don't think too hard about that. yes im okay, you don't need to ask.

I feel it rushing to my stomach.
the ache of the food I ate.
I feel regret flowing to my heart.
regret of what I did.
I feel the pain rushing through brain.
pain from how much I had.

if only I could feel the pain,
down deep in my stomach.
if only I could feel it,
go through, up my throat.

up, up, up it goes.
no longer the fat I could gain.
up, up, up it goes.
the breakfast no longer my pain.
down, down, down it goes.
straight down the drain.
down, down, down it goes.
the breakfast no longer my pain.


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