I'm not okay
But I'm fine
I hate everything
But I love you
Yesterday I could look in the mirror
Today I can't
I'm sorry
I am
Because I just threw up
And fuck I hate myself
For eating
I should have starved more
Thrown up more
I'm not okay
But I'm fine
YOU ARE READING
Blood Stains
Poetry*trigger warning* I'm lost•I'm broken•I'm hurt•I'm sorry ~the ones marked "x" are about my struggle with food and eating~
