in a state of self loathing

Leaning over the toilet
Puking up my self esteem
Along with any
chance of something better.

I can feel my heart ceasing
And my mind racing;
Thoughts scaring me, only because so truthful.

Now, collapsing to the ground, half
Unaware of the music and blankets
Around where I now lay. The world
Is spinning and I can’t stand to my
Feet without falling another
Step from weakness.

Keeping this all hidden
Deep within, never to be
Truly known. For it is mine,
My escape from guilt and
Tears. My life, my ending.

~ by Lindi Wilkinson on October 30, 2009.