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Why do you get to be so happy, live a life so full,
While the crumbled remains of my heart lay in your wake? Why do you get to look like perfection, nothing broken, smiling so big? When every time I see you, think of you, hear of you My chest grows tight with rejection, imperfection, misdirection... I was loyal, you were not. Turning your back when things grew rocky, Yelling, screaming, cursing, shaming, Giving ultimatums, pointing, blaming. Playing the victim when I needed a break From the yelling and screaming and shaming I faced. Then saying I rejected you! Trashing my name, continuing to shame. Were you afraid of my truth? Afraid it would show a possible flaw in the stands you take, in the perfection you fake? Well now we wait. For what? I don't know... I don't know... because now I doubt everything I once knew.
wasting away in pursuit of thin
skipping meals for sex appeal purging for approval of removal of pounds bingeing when you are feeling down wasting away crying out the voices are loud but are muted within the cage of a mind that won't give in to logic or reason only wasting away every day |
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