Paisley's funeral
Goes by fast,
With Kyler beside me.
Not too many people
Show up.
A few outcasts
From school,
And Paisley's family.
I'm too drained
To cry.
Kyler drives me home,
Afterwards.
We spend the
Rest of the day
Curled up
In my bed.
It's how I'd prefer
To spend the rest
Of
Eternity.
Kyler doesn't
Mention food,
And neither do I.
His skin against mine
Is enough
To keep me
Everlastingly full.
We numbly doze,
On and off
Until 11 P.M.
And then,
On a Thursday night,
Beneath my hello kitty sheets,
Kyler Kingsley
Claimed me as his,
Making me unfit
For
Any other man.
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Ana in Wonderland
PoetryPreslee Taylor - it girl of Northwood High. Everyone adores her and wants to be her, except her. She hates herself, and starves herself, and cuts herself. She is at a constant battle with anorexia, bulimia, and depression. Will she win the fight for...
