forever10 / Jan 17 2010 20.18

This is the guilt which you make me feel,

When looking through your eyes,

A pain which is hard to conceal,

When all you know is lies.

 

Will I ever be thin enough?

And rid you from inside?

The pains of hunger are tough,

Something hard to describe.

 

Should I stay strong?

Or just let you win?

I know that this is wrong,

But I just wish I could be thin.

 

Anorexia you make me want to die,

Curl up into a ball and cry.