Thoughts racing her mind
The voices
Insane
Beauty is fading
Letting go
Envy
Closes eyes
Tears drip down her face
Screams
Let me be her
Skinny legs
Help
Small arms
Losing herself
Finger shoved down her mouth
Puke
Tears
Perfect body
Destroyed
Recovery
Days
Months
Years
Strength
Support
Together
Happiness
The end is not near
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
as long as you have support and know u can do it u will get through it. i dont know u like at all but u seem really strong so keep it up. if u need to talk u can email me wen ever. :)