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break by break
break by break it consumes me.
I want to vomit so badly,
want to set it off,
lay back,
enjoy the crave.
binge by binge I fall into pieces.
I want to die right now,
want to rid myself off it,
lay me down,
and cry.
crave by crave darkness sets in.
I want it to break me,
take the hate off,
and wither away.
scream by scream the fog gets thicker.
I want to get some control,
breathe in,
and explode.
hit by hit I hate it more.
I want to be free,
but I know,
I remain isolated.
hour by hour I grabs me tighter.
I want to cut the monster,
or just run,
and hide.
word by word I hate a little more.
I want to break,
but the pressure,
it just controls me.
and I die.
That was tragically powerful. Wow. Wow…