As the blood from her throat thickens,
She gets skinnier.
As the coughing gets stronger,
She gets thiner.
Her mother asks her to quit smoking,
"It will make you pee when you cough Caye"
"Ha ha", she replies.
If only she knew her daughter was
killing herself slowly...
The dizziness is making her week.
She says she's fine.
She sleeps days through nights.
I'm just tired she says.
Eat something her friends say.
"Okay, but only a bite."
A bite turns into a meal,
A meal turns into gorging.
Going home all she thinks about
Is getting it out of her system.
So affraid it will add to the extra
baggage around her body.
Changing into her pajamas,
She looks in the mirror.
Grabbing in the areas of disapointmentt.
Trying to scream at herself in hate,
Only her throat got caught up.
Caught up in chocking,
Caught up in blood.
She grabs her throat in a scare.
As she falls to the floor,
She thinks with her last thought,
"If only if I was happy"...
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