Purging
Was my way
Of dealing with life
The world outside
It gave me comfort
Emotions trown out
peace and control
Inside my self-doubt
A rush
Of happiness
Knowing I shouldn’t
But I did it anyway
But in time
It lost it’s meaning
It was just a habbit
I was addicted
To the lightheadedness
And the numbness that followed
Consumed and empty
Or just hollow
And now, I’ve stopped
And freedom kicked in
But emotions overload
And it sure isn’t easier without
But distroying my body
Inside and out
Isn’t the answer
Not the way to live life
So, here I am
Trying to cope
With everything I kept locked away
With everything I purged out
A part of me wants back in
On that visious circel
But my heart screams and shouts
That it wouldn’t fix me
With chaos is my head
I fight again
To the urge, the rush
Against life
And the way I’ve lived it