look at me like that
i am rational
i know exactly what i am doing
fuck you
just sit there and watch me wither away
please
for me, leave me be
everything has its perfect place, all lined up, symmetrical, even… it is were i like it, were it needs to be. please dont move it. dont touch my towels, or my fridge, no let me do it. its no trouble, really. dont touch my stomach, my legs, my hands, the arent ready. dont touch me. dont look at me, im not done fixing myself. stop staring. what are you looking at……….. fuck
if i could shrink to nothing, i would
feet together, thighs apart. feet together, thighs apart. feet together, thighs apart. feet together, thighs apart. feet together, thighs apart.
and a little less today
I weigh less.
Fly away, little butterfly.
Dead Again
©ChristieWagland