in my…

a pocket knife, hard drive and phone

all hidden between my clothes

this was not enough today, alone

 

tears, screams, threats

if they were to know it is worse than they thought

i’m sure there would be many more regrets

 

in my mind it continues

 

who do you tell?

who do you trust?

the voice in your head, or a person who would yell?

 

its ironic though

that the answer is plain and simple

and its not something i don’t know

 

just eat, MORE

but that is the thing about mental illness

you are fighting an irrational war

 

in my heart it aches

 

 

 

 

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