you’re the finger down my throat
the taste behind my teeth
you’re my sunken eyes
and pale skin
you’re the cuts on my knuckles
my throbbing head you’re the binge
the gag
you’re the feeling when it’s done
the pressure
the pain
the guilt
the secret
you’re everything I never wanted
the only thing I never needed
you’re dead.
the taste behind my teeth
you’re my sunken eyes
and pale skin
you’re the cuts on my knuckles
my throbbing head you’re the binge
the gag
you’re the feeling when it’s done
the pressure
the pain
the guilt
the secret
you’re everything I never wanted
the only thing I never needed
you’re dead.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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