Mirror Mirror, I'm so ashamed....
It's all your fault, your to blame.
Paint this picture in front of me,
You leave no room for me to breathe.
Hearts pound mad with selfish views,
shattered dreams left dazed and confused.
Picture perfect in front of me,
Mirror mirror, Why my tears bleed?
Where the Heck is Mr. Right?
To hold me and tell me it'll be alright.
He's probably staring at his own face,
Wondering, dreaming, & crying the same.
Take some notes and remember this day,
from now on with integrity I'll play.
No more pretend boyfriends, or using guys.
No more toxic choices or telling lies.
This wont change the heart of it all,
Might hurt less next time when I fall.
Afraid to be an accountable me
death by destruction, sabotagingly
Mirror, mirror, what the hell is this,
reflection meaning nothing but everything...
Look deeper inside me I dare you to see,
That your innocence us what is killing me.
Sickened evening, darkened night,
Left alone to battle this fight.
I force the world to stay away from me
But love and attention is what I need.
Teeth feel old, glands feel thick
And to think this is something I did?
Shame covers my soul and I'm all alone.
A familiar comfort to hold onto, It's all I know.
I'm on the road to recovery.. Battling bulimia for 10 years.. Self harm has matured over time... Just getting better at coping I guess xox I'd appreciate any comments. Thx
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Interesting. The battle against addiction, or an illness such as this is quite difficult. I'm sure you have enough strength to follow through with all these promises you have made yourself. In the end, the fact that you continue to fight is all that matters. I hope you are well, take care.