Sometimes I Say the Right Thing

There's nothing poetic about...

There's nothing poetic about having a bowl of cereal at 2 a.m. and calling it dinner anymore. There's nothing poetic about staying up all night enjoying the peace anymore. There's nothing poetic about late night conversations anymore. There's nothing poetic about not eating and sleeping anymore. There's nothing poetic about your hair falling out and splitting in every place it can or your teeth decaying because digestive juices have risen to your mouth because you haven't given it food to keep them down. There's nothing poetic about that! There's nothing poetic about late night conversations when they turn into talking your friends out of self inflicted panic attacks. There's nothing poetic about cute oversized sweatshirts and messy buns anymore. There's nothing poetic about taking pills everyday to focus longer than three seconds without getting painfully bored. There's nothing poetic about jumping doctor to doctor until you get diagnosed with an actual illness and not just a side effect. There's nothing poetic about staying in bed being wrapped up in blankets all day anymore. There's nothing poetic about not working. There's nothing poetic about not being able to awake up until 11am every day of your life. There's nothing poetic about it anymore.