Worn Out Lullaby

August 4, 2011
By Anonymous

I drank my oleander tea
Slowly, to let it sink
But none of them could see
That it was
A poisonous drink
Each day I’m dying
To them I keep lying
But I won’t start crying
And it’s not that I’m holding the tears back
They just won’t let me go
All of my ugly empty black
Keeps sucking on my soul
Each day I’m disappearing
And nobody is hearing
My desperate pleads for help
I need to save myself
From the girl I see everyday
I do not like to speak her name
It’s like acid on my tongue
All the muffled wails she sung
Are the same tunes I play now
From the broken radio
My worn out lullaby plays
Blasting static and red hate
For myself
And my sad fate
I was her one day
But now she’s gone
And that was long ago
I wish it wasn’t true
But it won’t be long
Before I am gone too

The author's comments:
I used to cut myself. I used to throw up. I used to hurt myself, in so many ways. And, deep inside, I wanted someone, anyone to find out. I told a few close people, I got better. But sometimes, I still feel empty, and want relief. Sometimes I still look at that pair of scissors, or the toilet, and remember what I used to be. Bulimic, and a self-harmer.

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