I can feel my heart
Giving up, giving in slowly
My body is succumbing to a power
Greater than I can control
I'm losing control of myself
And my body
Barely breathing, barely living
Maybe this
Is the end
The room is spinning and my mind is fuzzy
I'm losing control
I try to cry out in help
But no one hears me
My cry is silent
My frail body is slowly crumbling
But a strong voice still persists,
Strongly, loudly
Isn't this what you always wanted?
You're skinny
You're sickly
You're the skinniest of all
Why am I not happy now?
The tears blur my vision
And I reach in vain out for a scrap of paper
And something that writes in ink
With weak hands I uncap the pen and start to write
Gently, wobbly hands form letters on a page
I don't know
Who's going to miss me
I don't know
If there's anyone who cares
I don't know
If anyone will read this
I don't know
I guess I never will
But I'm dying I guess
I'll be dead by the time
You find me
If you still care
Mother
Anyone
I can only really admit it now
As I lay down crumbling, dying
I had an eating disorder
It kind of consumed me
Mostly, entirely
I lost control
I hope no one else
Has to drown with me
My hand can't hold up anymore
The bones shine through my skin
I'm only skin and bones
Nothing else
A masterpiece of cuts and bruises
A victim of pain
I close my eyes
Tears pricking them
Because I know
I'm never going to wake up
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*trigger warning*
this is an alternative ending to thin. this is what can happen when an eating disorder consumes you which happened to Elizabeth. i wrote the original ending the way it is because it is more optimistic, this is not always the way it ends, you can pull through it :) love you and thanks for reading the bonus chapters :) xxx
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PoetryShe's never had problems, until recently. Recently, her world has been falling apart, but from the inside out. Turned into a depressed girl with serious eating disorder problems, all she wants to do is let go of everything, and be thin. Lighter than...