𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧
she's a void that can never be filled.
she has a life that's painfully unfulfilled.
what kind of way is this for a girl to spend her prime years.
endless tears, the sounds of pins dropping clattering in her ears.
one day her hair will fall out and flowers will sprout from her rotten carcass.
a rebirth will soon emerge and so will she from the darkness.
for all this fear, sorrow and dread.
she knew she had potential, deep down she wouldn't be better off dead.
so to sit through the pain and discomfort.
was all she could do.
because in her mind temptations of destruction stew.
but she already had that breakthrough.
so now it's time to fix the loose screw.
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𝟗𝟗 𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒔 | ✔
شِعر"𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐢 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞." dishevelled, shameful poems in eating disorder recovery. © teething 2023