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im here again..

my skin is swallowing me..

stealthy whispers clain my mind and crush my heart..

avoid of answered calls, and told not to be fixed if not in need of repair..

because if there is nothing to see then there is nothinthere.

i look in the unsustainable mirror and wstching my skin pool and melt.

like acid dripping dowm my flesh engorged into my bones.

where all the dark thoughts can seed and bed their homes...

my mind is screaming and no one hears a thing.

alone and trapped here within..

checking changes and squeezing measured skin..

dark thoughts... and urge to be thin.

eat my feelings and hide my tears.

wonder ing  why am i still here