The world told her that there’s beauty

in her limbs that stick out like stairway railings

Her pale hands and her lighter, her scars

Tentative fingers that skim the keys of the piano

Losing love like she sheds her weight, her skin, herself

Her mouth says the same words, over and over, over and over, at night, when we replay our conversations, our faces, the words we said

I need you, I need me, I’m sorry, I need someone

You raised her broken, unmended, bones of models hidden in glossy covers laying in her line of sight

All breaking her, shattering her

Piece

by

piece

At the beginning, it felt like healing

At the beginning, it felt like speaking, being, feeling

She befriended the weighing scale and it told her pretty lies

The dreams reached for her, and she let them

You killed her, you killed her over and over again

She had nightmares

They were you

You mocked her, taunted her,

you told her what you saw, what she was

You were wrong, but it's too late for that now

Everyone who tried to love her killed her in the end

Everyone who tried to chain her freed her in the end

she was free, in the end

we weren't