[TW: might contain depictions of eating disorders]
[29082020]
Steps come closer,
They've arrived. Knocking at my door.
They bring in the trays, piled with food.
I, shackled, immobile, was fed.
They keep feeding me. Again & again.
To the point I can't stomach the food anymore.
Fortunate for me, to have breaks.
In the locked room, I'm all shackled.
Weights attached, I couldn't even walk to my window.
Alone, I was accompanied by my friends in my head.
Role plays with my own mind, I lost it.
It all happen again & again.
All over me, I lost myself, again & again.
It all became a custom for me.
Eat their food, again & again.
Eat until none is left.
Eat until none is able to stomach.
In loneliness, I danced in my mind again & again.
Colors turned blinding to me.
Fireflies filled my vision, and yet they were dark.
Again & again, I gasped for air.
For I, obese from the meals they gave.
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The Unsung Lyrics From My Head
PoetryA compilation of broken poems, random lines of words, sleepless nights thoughts, and shower thoughts as form of expressions because I have difficulties in comunicating or expressing myself in real life.
