New Ways To Shed Poem by K. E. C.

I stopped.
I let it go.
I learned to hide the hurt more.
I take a pill to feel in control,
I eat less to show who's the boss
Less visible then scars on wrists,
Easier to hide then tear stained eyes

I stopped,
Or so you thought,
I quit hurting myself
Is what you need to believe
But when I look in the mirror each morning
I am still not at all guilt free

I do not show the scars
But they are still there
I just decided,
Physical scars are too easy to bare

There are no more questions
No more lies under sleeves
It's just now,
'Oh, I forgot to eat.'

I stopped
I let it go
Or so I would have you believe

You won't ever understand
The battles that rage on
Inside of me.

I stopped.
Is what you see.

K.E.C.