Shut in

i can see every bump and hole on my face i hate it i hate my skin

petition to celebrate things with activities and not dinners

will this weight ever go away

all i want to do is eat food its all i can think about it's driving me crazy i need it to stop this has to be an obsession

God why did you make me this way all i pray for is to be thin

just hold me, coddle me, caress my face as you take the air from my lungs put me on my knees as i recite my sins gagging on the filth coming from my mouth as you smile down at me revelling at the mess you leave me in

my head hurts so bad i think i need a hole in it

im getting more and more bruises but i dont know where they are coming from maybe i am really rotting for the inside out

id rather feel hungry than guilty

take me out back like a sick dog and watch the bliss in my eyes when the acceptance hits, looking up at you from the end of the barrel begging with my eyes for you to shove it down my throat