trente-six // numbers

81 10 4
                                    

tears falling helplessly,
as i read the numbers
on the scales,
stepping off,
collapsing on the bedroom floor,
tears pouring down my face
as quick as hope is
slipping away from me.

the figures on the device,
taunting,
laughing at me,
degrading my entire being,
sinisterly staring as negative thoughts
cloud my mind,
chuckling menacingly as the sadness
consumes my body.

o.r

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