In my mind.I'm in the ICU.Scared, alone, numb.Crying my eyes out.I want to leave.My only way out?If the doctors tell me.In my mind.I'm in the ICU.Look..
Inside....I feel cold. I feel weak. I see clouds. It's a rainy. It's nasty. It's a good day to stay in. Looking out the window. I see nothing, but wat..
There are voices in my head. They are Ana (Anorexia) and Mia (Bullimia). Ana's telling me to be skinny. Mia tells me otherwise. Who to believe? Who to..