When the world turns the lightest shade of black
I finally knew I was never going back
I was here stuck in this hell
And honestly I have never felt so well
I feel safe and I feel dead
Like a prisoner of war because I haven’t been feed
My sweet angels of death please take me now
Let me die peacefully and perfect somehow
My bones are fragile as my skin wears thin
And truthfully I hate this world that I am in
I tried to be ok but I failed
I look at my skin that hugs my bones, so bruised and pale
I look in the mirror and see my skinny face and my shown ribs
They say that it’s too late to change and I don’t have to long to live
I’m never hungry but my stomach contains all this pain
People wish me dead and deem my anorexic –self insane
I’m ready to leave this skinny body behind in this world that I’m sick of
Death is forever mine with my beautiful anorexi - love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem