SkeletonsA Poem by Agonizing Clarity
She wanted to be smaller
to take up less space. Perhaps then, you would've had stayed. She went from smiling eyes and chubby thighs to a tiny little thing so small I could hold her on the edge of my tea cup. She hated herself. You made her feel small with those words of yours and still she loved you or, at least, the old you. That was all she knew- being small. Until small wasn't enough she got smaller and smaller "no need for meals", she'd say "It should be enough that I'm still your daughter." Referencing a CPS visit due to her father. Well, now my lovely little girl is gone and I all have left is the Skeleton she left in her closet her journals that she left me to deposit and a list of all the meals she never ate. © 2018 Agonizing Clarity |
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1 Review Added on May 22, 2018 Last Updated on May 22, 2018 AuthorAgonizing ClarityAustin, TXAboutThank you for stumbling upon my page in this moment in time. I hope you enjoy my writing. I write to vent. To deal when my more negative coping skills aren't presence. You may find some are better .. more..Writing
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