When I am alone, I fall into a glass room
It reminds me of what I look like
I don't like it sometimes
It reminds me that I will never be enough for myself
That I would never look like what I want to
That I would never be beautiful
When there is no sound, loud thoughts and voices fill the silence
I don't like the voices
Some whispering of fantasies that will never come true
Some screamed that I was lazy and told me what I needed to do
Some talking in that sickly sweet tone that everyone who I think cares about me is fake
A couple said that I'm fat and I don't need to eat
While others are saying that I do and I should take care of myself
Then a feeling of burning itching and something crawling all over me
My skin was yelling, begging, crying at me to make it go away
To dig into it and cut everything off
The wiggling parasites poisoning me
Taking away my senses and making reality and fiction blur together
Sometimes I forget that I am alive and breathing
Sometimes I wish my feelings would go numb
Then someone comes in
Someone kind and gentle
Someone who I know who cares
Even when fear takes over, I know I'm safe with them
Everything quiets down
I breathe and know I'm alive
I am happy
Then they leave
Leave me alone in this noisy glass room filled with poison, burning and tearing me down.
I hate it here, but I can’t seem to break out.
How do I leave when it's just solid glass staring back at me
An image of myself I wish I could change but can't
Why do I have to be here in this body
Why can't I just fly away?
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poems, thoughts, and short stories
Randomthis is basic whatever I want it to be also I need to work on my writing anyways
