I don't know what I want anymore. I've nearly gone full-bulimic.
I realized, if I don't eat breakfast, fasting the rest of the day is so much easier.
I've gained 2 pounds.
Disgusting.
I am so sorry I have been such a horrible blogger, but I will try harder.
With everything; restricting, exercising, thinking, purging, living
I've started writing a ton more poetry. I like writing poems.. They express myself so much better than I can through just words.
Here's one I wrote recently, while listening to my favorite Lana Del Rey song Video Games.
It's not too terribly good, but it is perhaps the truest thing I ever wrote.
It's called "Please Excuse Me"
Hello.
How am I?
Just fine, thank you.
How are you?
Wait, don’t leave
I lied
I’m not ok.
There are a few things I have to say
Well, how to start?
I don’t know…
Maybe you should just leave
No, if you do my heart may cleave
I’ve… not been good
Especially lately
I must confess, I messed up
Please listen or I may erupt
I’m a liar
A thief and a monster
One of the cruelest kind
I lie so I can trust
And steal so I can give
Though all I give are false hopes
And all who trust know not how I cope
I am a demon
Forged from the depths
I sink my teeth in my family’s heart
Then suck until nothing is left with to part
I toy with their feelings
Ruin their dreams
Tinkering with lives until nothing is as it seems
Oh, here I am
Rambling again
Just please keep ignoring me

Poetry can be such a great release. Personally, the 'quality' of the words doesn't matter to me - its the meaning behind them.
ReplyDeleteDon't let a couple of pounds get you down sweetheart. They'll come off in due time. Weight fluctuates so much, try to look at it as a long-term picture.
xx
That is a beautiful poem. I used to write poetry too. I loved the way you wrote that, and would love to read more if you'd like to post any more of your poetry. (: Xx
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