tw// ed & sa
I rub my arms,
wishing they were thinner
my thighs,
wishing they were clean
and untouched by strangers
my stomach,
wishing it was flatter
I tell myself that i've recovered
but have I really?
I step on weight scale,
to see I've gained 2 more pounds
I stop myself.
I'm not really recovered am I?
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Poetrytw// sa, ed & sh if you experienced any of these, i'm so sorry! all my messy thoughts might not be positive at all so think twice before you read my poems. i'm so happy and proud you are still hanging there, you deserve all the love, and you worth i...
