SoulChildT
I used to hate my reflection
So for a quarter of my life I avoided
Every thing my image could ricochet
Off of in order to look me in the eyes
And tell me I’m nothing
Well that’s what my high school
teacher told me
When I told her that I’ll make my dreams
A reality
But the reality was that I had an
Eating disorder
I often gorged down my emotions
My creamy delights where always
Happiness & loneliness
I was happy to be lonely
But I never, ever. EVER touched love
Well once, in a nut shell
I found out that my emotions and organs
Well; they’re linked
There was this girl
Won’t name no names
So I’ll just call her thing 1
And after sharing love for a year & a half
She actually spit love in my face
As if she was disgusted
And at that very moment
Not only had I lost the taste of love
My organ had been poisoned by
Heart Break.