Hidden Beauty
(01/22/2015)
Sitting down all alone,
In in the corner of the room.
The lights turned off,
In the dead of the night.
My depression kicks in,
There seems to be no escape.
Trapped in an unforgiving world,
There is no hope in hell.
The less i sleep,
The more i eat.
Eating turns into binging,
Binging turns into purging.
The more i shrink,
The bigger i look in the mirror.
Others see bones,
I see fat.
But all is not what it seems,
There is beauty in pain.
Depression means feelings,
This allows me to appreciate happiness.
As thin as i look to others,
The purer the soul inside.
The bigger i look to myself,
The more determination i have in life.
The vomiting signifies purging bad feelings,
It is the only way they will go.
But after i get a buzz,
Like a high you get from drugs.
One day it all got too much,
I severely overdosed.
I woke up a few days later,
Being told i was in a coma.
I was so very near to death,
But God's will kept me alive.
I still feel extremely depressed,
But my higher power is with me.
There is beauty all around us,
You just have to look more closely.
It maybe hidden in darkness,
But one day you will find it too.
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