Teardrops on my pillow,
Now turned soft and dry.
The red lines on my body,
Are now just scars on my thighs.
These thoughts of death,
Don't frequent me as often.
Although they're still there,
They aren't as much a constant.
It took me some time,
A battle of five years.
There were demons in my head,
Ones only I could hear.
But now those little demons,
Are fading fast from mind.
Recovery is in my sights,
But it might take a little time.
I've been eating more and more,
Momma look, I didn't puke.
It may seem silly to think it now,
But I thought it was just a fluke.
I didn't do it on my own,
I had my baby to help me through.
He kept believing when I didn't,
Damnit babe, I love you.
So thank you all for listening in,
To this story of ups and downs.
Going so fast you'd think it was a heartbeat,
Of someone about to drown.
Although relapse may
Rear its ugly head,
For now it'll be okay,
And I'll take some time to rest.
Goodbye to my insomnia,
That kept me up past midnight.
Goodbye to my bulimia,
That made wrong seem like right.
Goodbye anorexia,
That shitty little bitch.
Goodbye self-harm,
You really had me in a stitch.
Adios to my depression,
Because now my sunshine is here to stay.
Peace out suicide attempts,
I'm better off this way.

(m.c)