Seventeen

Seventeen
Going on death
Littered floors
And bathroom stalls
Zero waist
And XS shirts
Does no one see
Her waist away
Sharp bones piercing through
And ribs bent inside out?
Does no one hear
The water run
Drown the retching noise
She always flushes twice
Her name is Ana Mia
And she is seventeen
Going on death
Forgetting to live
Starving by herself
Life spins down the drain
Purging life away
Exhausted and weightless
Obsessing over mirrors
Joy
Rapture
Beautiful
Lies
Deceit
Slavery
Emaciation
Examination
Confused
Alone
Hopeless
It’s a world of blissful pain
It’s a sky of broken wings
It’s a sea of shattered dreams
But it’s never…
THE END