POEM

Your sitting in a bathroom crying. The door is locked with a chair in front of it. You turn the faucet on and prepare a warm bath.

You take a look in the mirror and freeze. You freeze because you don’t recognize that girl you see. What have I become? You ask yourself. A tear drips down your face and you shake your head. “This is who I’m supposed to be right?”

You shake it off and undress and let your hair down. You turn towards the tub and finally turn the faucet off. You step into the steamy warm bath and lay there. You lay there and think Empty. You shake your head once again and finish up your bath.

You look in the mirror and you can see your rib cage, you can see every fragile bone in your body. You begin to replay the reason you are like this. “Fat”,”pig”,”ugly”

You look down at yourself and glance back up. “What have I done”?