skinny is pretty
i cry in the bathrooms
skinny is pretty
i look at the toothbrush
skinny is pretty
i push it into my mouth
skinny is pretty
my tongue curls around it; wishing it was food
skinny is pretty
i shove it down
skinny is pretty
and everything comes up
YOU ARE READING
how to stay
Poetry*TRIGGER WARNING* really just me finding out how to not want to die; but i can call this a collection of poetry that encompasses the struggle of healing, the setbacks and relentlessness of depression and several other mental illnesses. love always.
