Lonely, tired, hungry,
yet I still can’t seem to eat,
I can’t hold on any longer,
soon my end I’ll meet.
it’s making everything else worse,
this cycle is so vicious,
its overtaking my life,
its powerful and malicious.
I am NOT OCD!
I DON’T have anxiety!
yet i still have some symptoms
these illnesses in variety.
i am anorexic,
i am depressed,
i’m just so weak
my appetite’s suppressed.
every night it hits me,
i cry myself to sleep,
i can sit there for hours,
i can’t stop to weep.
i’m so so lost,
i feel so alone,
paralyzed with fright,
i’m scared of the unknown.
the world’s dark and cold,
no one seems to care,
yet i sit out in the freezing,
to ask for help i don’t dare.