Dishonest with every breath you take,
Ever lying in the morning, in bed, awake...
Life is a rollercoaster; you're in its control,
It can go to hell and back with your soul...
Parts of me
broken up...
It was two years ago
In two thousand and five...
Purging ever so sweetly
It's like a thick waterfall...
Swiftly swiftly
Growing faster...
My friend is a bulimic…
**I actually wrote this poem-about me. It’s...