Poetry again

blinking
i choke back tears
my fears are realised
as i try
not to move
to late
here it comes
the memory
glued to my bed
i shake uncontrollably
i stand up
trembling and trying to walk
i take a few steps
1, 2, 3
can i? can i move?
not sure…
want to run
run to the door…
screams try to escape
but all I can do is shake
shake and whimper
stammer…
as i disintegrate…

ariana

Em. Struggling

hhihih it me Emily
I’m struggling tonight. I feel so gross. I feel unlovable. fat. ugly. and I hate how I feel. and I hate my body.

it disgusts me. I hate how I look. I know we are losing weight. and people have noticed it. commented that we are looking fab. I don’t see it though.

I just feel so sad. sad and lonely and unloved and unseen in my struggle.

love
Emily age 12

Pixie

I AM SO DEPRESSED I AM NUMB I FEEL DEAD MY MOOD IS FLAT I CANT COPE WITH THIS IT FEELS AWFUL I JUST FEEL LIKE THERE IS NO POINT NO HOPE NO POINT IN ANYTHING NO POINT IN LIVING NO HOPE NO HOPE FOR A FUTURE NOTHING NOTHING AT ALL I FEEL DEAD DEAD AND JUST WANT IT ALL TO END
PIXIE AGE 21