This a poem i wrote dealing with Bulimia. Poetry has really helped me to cope with things.
REGRET
I'm hungry and i'm weak
But my mind says not to eat
I do anyways and feel the overwheliming defeat
I want to get sick and purge all day
Until this feeling of regret goes away
As i walk into the Bathroom sadness creeps upon me
Reminding me of what I'll never be
Yet knowing in my mind im a stick
My breath starts to grow thick
Just looking at the toilet makes me sick
I wasn't as quite as I thought
They caught me and we faught
Now the thoughts and dreams of Hospital beds
Become the sick reality i dread
This is a poem i wrote for people dealing with self mutilation.
THE KNIFE
The knife slides down my wrist
The pain i'm feeling is hard to resist
The warm blood drips
My shakey hand slips
I cut too deep
Tears trickle down my cheek
This must be fate
I scream for help ,but its too late
You flash through my mind
I was so blind
You loved me so much
Your sweet soft touch
It's all my fault that your gone
I did nothing but treat you wrong
My death feels right
I have no need to fight
I ruined your life
So yet again i use the knife
I hurt you so bad, so now i must pay
Dead and scarred i will forever lay
This life is over, it feels so right
So now i'm dead on this cold lonely night
But my mind says not to eat
I do anyways and feel the overwheliming defeat
I want to get sick and purge all day
Until this feeling of regret goes away
As i walk into the Bathroom sadness creeps upon me
Reminding me of what I'll never be
Yet knowing in my mind im a stick
My breath starts to grow thick
Just looking at the toilet makes me sick
I wasn't as quite as I thought
They caught me and we faught
Now the thoughts and dreams of Hospital beds
Become the sick reality i dread
This is a poem i wrote for people dealing with self mutilation.
THE KNIFE
The knife slides down my wrist
The pain i'm feeling is hard to resist
The warm blood drips
My shakey hand slips
I cut too deep
Tears trickle down my cheek
This must be fate
I scream for help ,but its too late
You flash through my mind
I was so blind
You loved me so much
Your sweet soft touch
It's all my fault that your gone
I did nothing but treat you wrong
My death feels right
I have no need to fight
I ruined your life
So yet again i use the knife
I hurt you so bad, so now i must pay
Dead and scarred i will forever lay
This life is over, it feels so right
So now i'm dead on this cold lonely night
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