Not Giving Up

Maybe I give up too easily
I said to her.
She said yes, maybe, and try
harder because persistence is
key and that I should never
quit, so I try
harder and harder and harder. I
eat food more quickly
and shove my fingers
more deeply and drink water more
urgently and hurt myself
in this horrible way because everything
needs to come out
or else it is in my
body forever and when
things get hard and I heave
and blood drips from
god knows where and I am
on my knees pushing
and begging my stomach to let
it all out I
remember to never capitulate to what
my body wants needs
and I let words and thoughts
and feelings guide me
instead. I will not back down.

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