Bones

A small writing with the same setup as Bile. It is about anorexia instead.

Pale is the only way to describe the color of your once glowing skin. Dark circles leak under your gray eyes. I can see every bone through the thin fabric they draped over your unmoving body. You did everything, slept, partied, wrote, sang, danced, you were a spotlight and I was a lost ship. Now what am I to do, you stopped eating, and your bulb died out. I carved your name into my soul and it is already scarring. If you saw how bad I was shaking, you would giggle and tell me to get a blanket, then you’d wrap your warm arms around me and kiss my neck. But instead, you stare at me with the voids that used to contain loving eyes and f**k I am so cold. They keep whispering and writing it, “Time heals all wounds”, but god this isn’t a wound, I wish I had known. I wish you told me.

-          Take me with you

Reviews

[A. Amos]

This was deep and profound write...looking forward to read more!

[MethandCats]

Thank you!