Bones protruding.
Sickness occluding.
You cannot cover it with gloss.
I already lost.
Found myself emaciated.
From being fixated.
Don't know what I was expecting.
That's what happens when your neglecting.
Don't want to say it's an eating disorder.
Too stuck in the past to move forward.
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Mental Health Poems
PoetryThis is a collection of poems by authors that wrote about mental health, mental health, and any suggestions made by you guys.
