Anorexic

I choke on the words i refuse to swallow

And it burns as they slowly fall down my throat

Each conversation is continuous torture

As the consonants fall out of my mouth

And the vowels stick to my teeth

I can’t believe the lies people eat

Feeling sick to my stomach

I leave from pity

As i vomit this shit

The stanzas flow together

And i can’t tell the difference between a poem and a story

Each line has a different meaning

The feelings, the metaphors are all scrambled together

Maybe i should stop nurturing their words

And maybe they’ll start thinking before they speak