poetry for the iII

truce

Now, the night, is coming to an end,

Ooooh,

The sun, will rise, and we will try again,

Ooooh,

Stay alive, stay alive, for me,

You will die, but now your life, is free,

Take pride in what is sure to die,

I, will fear, the night again,

Ooooh,

I hope, I'm not, my only friend,

Ooooh,

Stay alive, stay alive, for me,

You will die, but now your life, is free,

Take pride in what is sure to die.

a.n: I usually do not post songs; song is Truce by twenty one pilots. This May has been a huge step for my eating disorder. I knew secretly that my anorexia was killing me. Usually at night the thoughts in my head seemed to blast more than during the day. The lyrics in the song is a written poem of my thoughts. At night I just had to focus and not harm myself anymore then I already was, when the sun rose I tried to be better, I felt like I was alone..."Take pride in what is sure to die." My anorexia will die eventually and with that I will take joy in knowing it no longer controls me. "You will die, but now your life, is free." My eating disorder has become me; so when that part of me dies I honestly will feel truly free.  I am in recovery (inpatient) now, so all I have is forward to go. I am extremely apologetic if this was triggering. If you need to talk about your struggles I am here. Remember you do not need to fight your battle alone.