Tw: self harm
Looking in the mirror causes greater pain than I ever thought it would.
Seeing the deep purple under my eyes,
Proof of the sleepless nights
spent thinking about anything and everything
that hurts.
Seeing the old scars that burn white on my arm, and the newer ones that still flow with the only physical Proof that I'm in pain.
Seeing how the towel barely fits around me now, Proof of my binge eating, which my my mom thinks is healthy and will help me get over my ED.
Seeing how pale I am,
Proof that I'm trapped in this prison that is my mind, that never lets me leave the house because of its fears and social anxiety.
Causes me more pain.
I didn't even think more pain was possible.
Note:
Just a heads up and a bit of self promotion, I'm about to publish a new story that I've been working on for a while now. It's fantasy/romance one shots. If you're interested in that kind of thing, please take a look. Thank you :)
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PoetryA collection of poems written by me. These are for the heartbroken, the hopeless romantics, the lonely, and the people struggling with their mental health. Also, I try to add a nice picture to every chapter to take away from some deep-ness(?) of som...
