Sunday, September 4, 2011

You know something's wrong when...

All the days blur together
And 12 PM feels just like 12 AM
Because you can't sleep at either of them.

You started to eat less
Because, at first, it was just about
Dropping five or fifteen pounds,
And now you rarely eat because you get sick
Every time you do.

You complained about being lonely,
And then started to make friends
And plans...
But then you backed out of all of it
Because you'd rather sit at home and wallow instead.

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