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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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![]() [Content warning: starvation; implications of eating disorders, self harm, and suicidal thoughts] there’s a hungry thing with its gaping mouth calling to be fed starving, clawing for an escape on the insides of my ribs a thicket of antlers in my gut
sharp, ravenous, unforgiving. it says to me, nobody will ever touch you here. no one’s warmth will cancel out the pain i bring you. you cannot stay in the cage the world built for you what naiveness leads you to believe anyone would want to cage you? rabid animals get put down. i am frothing at the mouth for the sake of contributing to the conversation. making a thin wailing noise fracturing my vocal cords so i can be tame. i reach into others with gloves, and they reach into me with fists i bite the finger that tries to take. i force feed the empty to fill the silence there isn’t a manual for taking off your armor, is there? but i’ve been giving some thought to removing my helmet to make room for the guillotine. cut the monster out of me. kill it and kill it again make the hunger stop. i’ll eat myself alive Comments are closed.
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