Here's a song I wrote, sort of like the last one... I promise, eating disorders are not all that I write about, but they were begging to be written.



You Won't Be Eating Anymore

You let your weaknesses provoke you,
So take your Q-tip in your freezing hand,
Don't let their loving eyes revoke you,
They'll make you lonely if they can,

Open wide your trembling lips and vomit,
Stir up your worst regrets and force them out,
Let the pain come flowing like a sonnet,
Let it tumble out your wretched mouth

A screaming silence fills your innocent ears,
As troubles seep from out your sorry nose and eyes,
They look to me like ordinary tears,
But they are just your sins in disguise,

Open wide your trembling lips and vomit,
Stir up your worst regrets and force them out,
Let the pain come flowing like a sonnet,
Let it tumble out your wretched mouth

Acid and saliva stream down your aching face,
And you're not hungry anymore,
You cry for the pain that is your saving grace,
But you won't be eating anymore,
You won't be eating anymore.