Day 3

I don’t feel any better.

It feels like I’m still getting worse, and yet, you seem completely unfazed. 

My mind, a constant disaster

I can’t help but feel like I’m not here

I can’t focus on anything but you 

Where I went wrong 

How I could have done better

Though you say it’s not my fault

I was perfect

If that was true

You’d still be mine

I wonder if you looked at me

If you’d tell me I’m beautiful still 

3 days on almost no sleep 

Bruises and scrapes along my legs 

Puffy eyes and swollen lips 

Do you even think about me?

Everyone tells me that it will get better 

That life goes on 

I’m so young

College is coming up soon

But right now, none of that matters to me 

I’m utterly consumed by this

I’ve been pulled under and I’m drowning 

I don’t know where to go from here