A slash, where the pulse beats
Blood...

Hey everyone,
I wrote this poem since its Eating Disorder...

English.
Such a profound language...

Welcome to the Mourning Palace;
A place where we are joined...

Dear bulimia,
You came, you sat, and you smiled...

Bingeing and purging - a never-ending cycle
Under your skin, will it be permanent...

A finger deeply touching;
Why does it feel so soothing...

Crucify my heart
Crucify my soul...

The cold stares. The cold glares.
Your eyes taunt, they haunt...

Different shades, different colours,
Our one difference is only this...

This endless battle goes on
I will never win...

Today Fashion is planning to commit suicide;
No more "what's in" and "what's...