My Dear Friend
Breathe.
Just breathe.
It'll be okay.
Take it on and enjoy the misery,
You don't understand what it's doing to me.
My stomach is cramping, teeth decaying,
Please stop; I'm done playing.
Your game is getting out of hand,
You're getting to me and I can't stand.
I look in the mirror, do you see what I see?
I grow more fear every time I see me.
You've given me guilt, depression and loathe,
If only you knew what I know.
I slide my self away from reality, hoping you'll see,
That you're completely and utterly killing me.
But you don't care, you don't give a shit.
I'm through with your lies, give up and quit...
Wait...
Suddenly I don't feel so sad,
I want to do this, is that bad?
Can't make up my mind, should I listen to you?
No, I can't. I won't. Screw you.
See what you've done? You've made me a mess,
I'm no longer myself, just extremely stressed.
I'm through with you, Mia, you and Ana go home.
My dear friend, just leave me alone.
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It's very disheartening when intelligent, reasonably sane people--especially friends--can't seem to reconcile their differences, Karianne.
I hate to hear that it's happened to you.
Sometimes it's better to swallow your pride and walk away rather than to try and prove that you're right.
At least if the friends in question were worth having in the first place.
Reminisce about the good times and you might just have a change of heart.
Take care,
~Dean Kuch
Dean Kuch, thank you. It's hard to control, especially when my relationship with food excels more and more everyday. I do believe that one day I WILL have a change of heart. It's pretty much just my crutch to numb the pain right now.
I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!
Thank you, Jonathan. I had to pour my heart out somewhere...