The air isn't enough anymore

I guess it never was

Oxygen holds no calories

Nor does my tounge

Which I bite back so hard I choke

My bones stick out

Still strong, still there

Skin wrapped over

Tight and bare

Small waist, thin legs

But that's never what this was about was it?

No, this was because it hurt

Because it was fun

And _easy_

And no one batted an eye

And the air tastes so much nicer

When your mouth is dry

Salted by tears,

The only acceptable way of drinking

Unless you're drinking something

Stronger, harsher

Maybe it will make you throw up in the morning

Save you the effort

Not that there's much to throw up anyway