Wasting Away.

Wasting away,
down to fragile bones,
nothing left,
but the blackness, all alone.


hiding behind an oversized sweater,
it’s just a fashion trend,
but you know better,
it’s there to hide your bones,
because you’re falling apart,


feeling shallow,
and empty,
losing everything,
to still have something left.
until the end,


counting for collerbones,
dragging one’s feet,
there will be no defeat
in reaching petite…





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