Do not love me
do not care for me...
Daddy's little girl,
Stands here so strong...
Dear diary,
this pain is killing me...
Driving down in the car, it's 95 miles per hour,
I can see the speed, and I can feel the power...
I hear of all the stories,
The sadness and despair...
My eyes are closing faster
I’m slowly falling to sleep...
What do i feel? Its kind of confusing.
like silent screaming, or careful bruising...
While I dreamt of you
You gazed at her...
I stare at my reflection
In the broken mirror...
I am looking at her picture
and it brings me to tears...
I left this note
To tell you why...
***I am struggling with bulimia and this poem...
“What’s wrong?†I hear from...