The starved body
begs that she wouldn't,
Shove the finger down her throat;
She's empty
The vile words
her brain screams,
Fat, ugly, stupid, weak.
Her stomach grumbles and growls in protest
A smile reaches her sick lips
She's close to her goal
Ribs protruding, skin stretched
Just a little more to go
Reality mixes with fantasy;
Ghosts and demons
visit in the night,
Scaring her with tales of hell
She's lost in her mind,
Dizzy and confused;
Clarity comes in bursts
when she pushes the razor down
Painting pretty pictures on her skin,
The blade is her brush, scarlet red paint;
She washes the canvas clean
but the stains remain
The brightly colored candies
she takes daily,
Why don't they work?
Why does she still shake and shiver?
The white-faced phantom
tells her to hush, hush
"Eat more candy, they wont hurt your teeth"
She swallows the whole pack, racing it down with water
She sleeps
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