I won't stop
Until there's a gap between my thighs
As I lie down on my side
I won't stop
Until I can wrap my fingers all the way
Around my upper arm
I won't stop
Until my hipbones protrude
Even when I sit
I won't stop
Until each and every one of my ribs
Show through my pale skin
I won't stop
Until people are afraid of touching me
Because they'd cut themselves
I won't stop
Until my chin never doubles
Even when I look down
I won't stop
Until I have everyone worrying
About all my progress
I won't stop
I'll never stop
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The dark abyss that is my mind: part one
PoetryDo you know that feeling? Nothing matters, nobody cares, life has no meaning. That feeling that you want to just give up? That all you do is use up space and annoy people? That everybody is better off without you? That's me everyday. Every single da...
