From My Body To My Mind
To My Mind,
I am your body.
The inside of my mouth is blistering. My lips are cracking. My throat is coated with an acrid and acidic bile. My head is spinning and pounding in a senseless disorientating rhythm. My legs feel as if they won’t hold me up anymore, forcing me to slump against walls, to wait for the weakness to pass. My teeth feel as if they are dissolving, my eyes are painfully watering. Looking in the mirror reveals a blurred image of girl who is slowly eroding, mind and soul.
I know you’re thinking that you can’t go on. I know what you consider every night, mulling over the poisonous thoughts, probing and prodding them like an old wound that won’t heal.
Stop this. Stop the thoughts and the irrational fears and the anger and the hopeless warring. Please give up. Let go, be brave, and get help. Let yourself be taken care of so I can be healthy again. Don’t put me through this anymore. I want out.