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his irresistible smile and

shaggy black hair

that falls into his dark brown eyes is

what melts me inside.

what kills me is when you grab her waist,

telling her that you love her,

and that she is beautiful.

Her skinny waist

her tame blue eyes

her long legs

her cascading hair

her beautiful face

is everything but me.

i cannot control

what is raging inside;

the pain,

the fear,

the pangs of hunger.

I can’t,

but I must.

the pleasure of pain

that flows out of my wrist

drives me insane.

i look at myself,

disgusted.

why can’t i be her?

the nightmares,

the thoughts,

the hunger

the water

is what keeps me awake.

i step into the calling water

dunking my head

and my bleeding wrist.

I picture his smile,

so beautiful, so serene..

i had to do it, mom.

i had to do it before society killed me herself.