relapse.

i was sitting on my bed reading poetry

when i felt the symtoms come again

and i closed my eyes

and tried to remember that i was ok

and that i could wear yellow without wincing

and that my stumach didn’t need to be empty

and the scale did not control me

and that stress would pass

 

but i just don’t know anymore

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