You did the work.
Congratulations, darling.
You wound your way
from the outskirts of this town
just to welcome me
into the very trails
of your bloodstream.
How does it feel
knowing that I treasure you
above everyone else?
How does it feel
knowing that you won,
that this game
that so many died playing,
was something you beat
in the end?
It only cost you
the life you knew and loved
in return.
Why are you crying?
This is what you always wanted.
They said thin was beautiful.
They said thin was everything.
Don't undo the work
we accomplished.
We did it together.
Do you want to go
and throw all of it away?
That pain is your reward.
This is just the beginning.
Your skin will gleam.
No, I'm not a monster.
You're not allowed to eat that.
I said you're not allowed to eat that.
How do you expect to be beautiful
if you don't listen to my voice?
YOU ARE READING
Rays in the Dark
Short StoryA collection of stories and poems depicting people's lives as they struggle with love, mental illnesses, and the everyday battles that life throws their way.
