it’s 2:45 a.m.

i just binged

i am dirty

ugly and shameful

i want to

self-injure because

when i

self-injure

i

don’t

binge

i am

lost

inside

myself

i realize

food has

replaced

self-injury

in much more

deadly

ways

‘Suppose to

find help a

counselor or a

therapist

someone to

talk to

someone

who will

wake me

up and

remind me

i am alive

I have no money

I have nothing

But torn clothes

I have no bed

no car

no insurance

I have

no family who

cares enough to

help me

tonight I will

sleep

on the floor

and I am

grateful

I have a

floor to

sleep

on