More Depressing Poetry

I wrote this during my 'beauty battle'. I hope... in some ways, it helps show what I was going through.

I Will Survive 

Tonight, I'm gonna cry myself to sleep. 

As it has become the only thing that comforts me.

The world has become a miserable place, were no one tries to understand or wants to understand. 

I've entered the world with a clearer image as to what it is.

I pray I do not have to endure it long. 

If I must, I shall, but at what cost?

 

Tonight, I am gonna hug myself. 

This distorted body of mine. 

I will hug it as I harm it. 

Harm it for not being beautiful.

Harm it for being average.

 

Tonight, though, I will survive.

Survive because that is all I have left.

Survive and pray that maybe this hell is a temporary situation. 

That maybe there is a heaven here on earth.

Maybe, I still have time to find it.

 

I will survive. I will survive.