Miss

ouch!
My first thought when it broke skin.
A slight pain than it all went dark.
She cought me.
I felt nothing.
No pain, no sadness, just tinted through
My body.
I couldnt believe with my eyes
So I closed them tight.
I was done for.
She consumed me.
she controlled me.
She gave me the gift of feeling nothing.
A few times past my arms so bruised.
It seems with this gift I gave her my skin.
My body sculpture changed as i lost some weight.
I started to see things that were not there.
I was paranoid.
She told me things.
Dark things
How could people think so negative of me.
Why did they look at me with disgusted glares.
I was confused but all that mattered was the gift she gave me.
Years passed on and I felt weak and tired days with no sleep.
How did this happen.
I look in the mirror bones showing.
This is not a gift but curse.
She cursed me.
All I wanted was more of her.
Nothing else mattered.
My loved ones werent there.
I was all alone.
I am done for and withering away to nothing.
Thats what started this all.
The want to feel nothing.
I need help but dont know where to start.
Is anyone willing to help?
I thought I could leave her with a few attempts failed.
Damn I let her take over my life.
What's left for me now?
Today is the day I tell myself.
I'm done for good and I know I can do it.
No more of her.
She can't control me
Day two day three day four.
She is still not in control.
I beat her. She has no leverage over me anymore.
From time to time I think of her.
But only the bad she caused nothing good.
I look at myself curvy as can be.
who would have thought I would have beat her.
I'm in control of me.
I dont want nothing I want everything.

This poem is about: 
Me

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