Silence

Silence is both freeing and overwhelming. On one hand it halts the thoughts and voices, freeing my mind from the pain, for even just a moment. It makes me feel alive and reminds me to let everything go and to simply breathe. On the other hand, it coarses through my veins and floods my system; drowning my mind while my body stays afloat. A tornado of destructive thoughts moves on a direct path towards me, however, I do not move or run away. I simply allow my body to float and my mind to be free. And as I close my eyes and let the silence consume me, a final thought crosses my mind: the silence and darkness will always be there, but maybe one day, the light will appear too

~a poem by me // 02/11/2018

what-does-they-want:

I’m sorry but

I don’t want my friends to be envy. I love them.

I don’t want my mom to worry, I somehow love her.

I don’t want people to ask of I already ate bc I don’t want people to notice me.

I don’t want people to tell me how skinny I am, ask me how I lost weight etc. because I don’t want them to notice me.

I don’t want to be cold all the time bc laying in a warm bed is the best feeling ever.

I don’t want some boy to notice or love me bc when he just loves my body fck you.

I don’t want my teachers to notice bc they’ll send me back to psychiatry.

I don’t want strangers to notice bc instead of fat shaming they’ll do skinny shaming bc people suck.

I don’t wanna look good in a bikini or crop top or whatever bc I hate bikinis and croptops and just wear jeans and sweaters

I just wanna be skinny.

To be continued.