Maniacal Numbers

I scratch at my rib cage
Nails clawing at my skin
As if I could scrape away
The extra weight I feel I've gained

It's like the devil's inside of me
He's disfiguring my bones
I fall to my aching knees
God make him leave me alone

 Trapped inside my eyes I'm  screaming
The numbers on my scale are screeching
Their maniacal laughter devours my dreams
Someone save me I'm afraid to sleep


-ARI
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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March 7, 2015 at 2:02 PM
Oh someone will save you..and if not..You will save yourself.Human are survivors.
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