Is this new journey good enough to be true

Will it be decorated with flowers and sparkles

And the mercy of the absolute

I think it could be true

Cause I am doing this for the absolute truth

the one with black curly hairs

With big lotus like eyes

Whose lips are pink like a blossomed flower

And his ear are wearing golden rhymes

And best of it is the garland around his neck

With colourful flower...

TW: implied SH

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Did you hear about that snob in your maths class?

You sneaked a look at his paper:

the glaring 99, ink red like a flesh wound,

like his glazed-over, taciturn eyes.

He called it a fail

and, with eyes on the floor,

snapped his rubber band like a whip.

You say the kid's got brains but in that moment

he is skin and skeleton. Ribs

cracked to splinters,

because now that he cannot b...

TW ED AND SH

just another pound.

just another meal.

just another cut

to prove i can feel.

just a little more sorrow,

a little more pain.

just another prescription

to make me feel sane.

just a little lightheaded,

i promise i'm okay,

but really it's a battle

just to get through each day....

I think I have the opposite of an eating disorder.

I see food,

I want it,

I eat it.

I have almost no control of myself.

Even when I don’t want it,

Even when I’m not hungry.

If there’s food,

I just… get it.

It feels like a physical tug on me,

Pulling me to whatever it is.

When I get home from school,

It’s a strain in my arms,

My chest,

My skin

To not immediately walk to the fridge.

And I stop and a...

In a world where shadows dance and dreams collide,

There lived a soul consumed by an insatiable tide.

A character, lost in the depths of their own despair,

Forever seeking more, beyond what was fair.

Driven by a hunger for emotions untold,

They yearned for happiness, elusive and bold.

But in their pursuit, they stumbled and fell,

For happiness cannot be forced, as they could tell.

Through valley...

⚠️TW: explicit reference to disordered eating + reference to sh

My boxers and bra and the body I hate,

In loathing, I'll wallow till I take the bait:

I'll skip every meal till my stomach's on fire,

Do two-hundred sit-ups and never get tired,

Write poems to distract me from eating.

My ribs are all cracked and my lungs hurt to breathe,

And the girl in the mirror refuses to leave.

I'll smoke till ...

I want more

More of your cuddles

More of your voice

More of your love

Counting down the clock

Waiting till you text me

Upset with wasted time

Stayed up late for you

I play with your hair

And you smile

You play with my heart

And I cry

I want you more

Than anything

And everything

in this world

But I know that

I’m delusional because

No matter how hard I try

You’ll never love me more...

feed me another scoop of that sweet taste,

my mouth is full and so is myself,

i do not care for another try,

fill me in with all your love,

until all i taste and have ever tasted,

is you and you and only you,

i can not escape this sweet dream,

let me eat until all that escapes my mouth is your taste,

just a little more love,

i can not get enough,

what if it is never enough?...

Just a little more salt in my soup

Then it will be enough

Just another page in my book

Then it will be long enough

Just a few more clouds in the sky

Then there will be enough

Just a few more hours in my day

Then I will sleep enough

Just a little more joy in my day

Then there will be enough

Just a few more words on this page

When will it be enough?...

Gods

They’re everywhere

Polluting the air

They’ll come for you

They’ll come for me too

And I don’t understand

How they got me

Gods

They haunt my every breathe

Every step

Oh god...