Battle Cry

I do not throw up

even though I want to

start fresh     tomorrow.

Don’t counterattack.

Surrender my

Binge

Starve     Purge

Guilt                     Guilt

Purge     Starve

Binge

spinning cycle of futility.

Call for a cease and desist.

Take responsibility.

Sit with it tearfully

as my mind shrieks

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Stupid, disgusting, fat, worthless pigbitch.

You deserve to die

I deserve to live.

I hiss at the thoughts.

“Stop harassing me!”

Earnestly sing Jesus songs out of tune

at the top of my lungs

and with all of my desperate heart.

This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine. [[what the fuck?]] This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine. [[fat, worthless pigbitch]] This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine. [[you useless whore]] Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine. [[fat, worthless pigbitch]] Ha! You said that one already.

I am not going down again

without a fucking fight.