She attacks me from within
And burns beneath my skin
Through bloodied thick and thin
She knows I won't give in
Our worlds they collide
My power is my pride
Are you angry that I lied?
Are you satisfied I tried?
The beauty that I see
In sticks and stones and bones
My supernatural fortitude
Resonating when I'm alone
Avery your eyes from me
A ghostly memory
The lights are on but no ones home
My sticks and stones and bones
Ignite a flame so pure
True perfection is the cure
From my temples to my jaw
My scars they hide no more
Oh sculptor with no name
Please decorate my frame
My jackets final chain
My artist of disdain
The beauty that I see
In sticks and stones and bones
My supernatural fortitude
Resonating when I'm alone
Avery your eyes from me
A ghostly memory
The lights are on but no ones home
My sticks and stones and bones
Brittle, bittersweet
My mouth it does not eat
My exoskeleton
My darkening undone
A silky silhouette
My kilo-joules of debt
With Ana's gentle sigh
I consent myself to die
The beauty that I see
In sticks and stones and bones
My supernatural fortitude
Resonating when I'm alone
Oh what's become of me
Is a gaunt and ghostly memory
A shadow of the life I've known
Inside my sticks and stones, my sticks and stones and my bones
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Songs About Eating Disorders
PoetryThese songs help me recover from anorexia. They help a lot of people with anorexia, bulimia, Ednos etc. please be aware of trigger warnings.
