Sometimes cutting is
Easier than pretending
I’m not hurting.
Sometimes cutting is easier
Than saying I’m  okay
When I’m  really dying
On the inside.

Sometimes cutting will
lead to a decision I
Can’t take back.

save me.

My eyes are so heavy
The monster is wide awake
I can hardly move
Its tail lashes back and forth
My head hurts so much
The claws are wrapped around me
My stomach is so empty
The monster is full
This  feeling inside
The monster calls to me
This monster inside
No
This monster that I am
It lives with me
It can die with me
I can hardly stay awake
It's getting tired
My body won't move
It's getting slower
The hunger is so painful
It's getting hungry
The feeling inside
It's pulling me in
But the monster won't let it
This monster that I am
No
This monster that we are
Maybe it isn't so bad
Just maybe

A Dream of a sun
beating down on our bodies
skin sweating
as we laugh
fatuous days
going by
as we smile
Perfect tranquility

But I woke up...

There is a monster in my mirror
And I don't know what to do
I asked my mom to fix it
But she refused
There is a monster in my mirror
It has been there for so long
I asked my uncle to fight it
But he said the monster was too strong
There is a monster in my mirror
It is getting bigger
I asked my grandma to face it
But all she did was shiver
There is a monster in my mirror
It is starting to get darker
I asked my aunt to help me
But it just pushed her farther
The monster in my mirror
Is the only thing that has actually stayed around
So if it stays any longer
I might fall to the ground