"That's your fault"
"It's actually ridiculous that you don't say things to people"
"Are you serious?"
-my oh so sweet brother
I...did not reply
I have no words for him
Because the panic attack, crying, and cuts caused by our conversation are my issue
And the anger and anxiety and sadness I feel is my fault
Not his
It's my fault
It always is
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~
