Tears

I was held together
by bits of string and false hope
The words echo in my head
They are the straws that
Break the camel's back.

Crystal tears
Stream down my face
Blade pressed
Against my thin wrist
Yet another meal skipped
Yet another night of fitful sleep

I was supposed to be
Getting better
Because of him
but these horrible,
awful feelings
never fully
went away.

I don't know
who I am anymore.
I don't recognize
The girl in the mirror.
She is not the little girl
That I used to be
So long ago.

She is broken
She is cold
She is distant.
She does not
believe in love.
I don't know
Who she is.