Love

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What's love?
My heart never felt the warmth or affection, but coldness and sadness.

My heart got shatter thinking I had a chance to go with one of friend as a couple. I don't want to talk about the gender either.

I got scared today, and well force feed myself to make my family happy. And made myself throw up to not wanting to get fat anymore.

Each day pass in a flash. And think that I would be fine but no I feel worse every single day. I feel like a burden to everybody. Each bite I make to myself. Seeing blood dripping from the mark. Sting every time I touch it.
Getting nightmare from the thoughts I create.

My heart getting hurt with every move I make.
I everything I do is wrong.
Cold feet hitting against the warm tiles. That once had warmth  to fill in. But now is cold and sorrow.

Why, can't I just be loved again like when I was little.

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