Questions 123

Questions123

Are these just tears? Because they feel more like shears;

Ripping at my skin, tearing my cheeks slowly

Running down my jaw line, where they then stop to rest at my clavicle bones.

Am i immortal? Because it feels more like a dream;

Staring at myself blankly, as if i am some dismembered machine,

Scanning my body, picking up the errors,

Nothings ever going to be right, not right until I'm light as feathers

Am i flying high? Because sometimes i feel as though I'm sinking;

This toxin called fasting is currently bleaching,

Bleaching out the person i once was, making her fade away,

Until one day, nothing is left all because i gave her away

Do i corrupt my own dictation? Because sometimes it feels like its done for me;

My low self esteem, an advantage, an override, a dream,

A weak prey is what she scouts for, was i perfect? was i right?

Or is this just her, is this just anorexia?