sábado, 25 de agosto de 2012

My Body

Slicing and dicing
My skins cut to shreds
Allowing the fat to drain out
*
Blood circles pool at my feet
The life seeps out
An in death i go to sleep
*
Hating the shell
That houses my soul
Wanting to get out
To break free
But i've lost all control
... to the fat
*
Unloved and hated
The odd one out in this crowd
Awkward sized
Awkward all around
Clothes don't fit the body
The body doesn't fit the person
The person doesn't fith with those around
*
How did i get this point?
Where i'd rather slice open my stomach
Then take another bite
I'd rather die
Then squeeze into clothes
*
Who am i now
Where did i go?
What has this ugly beast
Done with the body i know?

 

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