Skelanimalsgirl

I am curled, my bony knees to my chest I can feel my heart pounding against my ribcage I can feel my bones rubbing each other . . . But it's not enough I hurt so much I want to scream, to throw things But I'm too weak even for that. A magazine is spread in front of me A woman reclining on pillows and silks She's so beautiful . . . so thin. I haul myself to my feet, ignoring the cold seeping into me Stumbling to the bathroom I fall to my knees The pain is so bad, but I'm so weak I clutch the toilet in my hands, tears running down my face I vomit. I lose myself with each purge. But I don't think about that. I think about the wo