Die Young

I haven't been able to eat since
two weeks ago.
Lost fifteen pounds.
Dizziness and sadness in its purest form
cloud my mind,
thinking straight is impossible.

You made me scrambled eggs
earlier.
I only had two bites before getting full
and then getting sick.
Don't even get me started
on how difficult it is to get out of bed.

I can't focus on school anymore
but I need to force myself to study
when all I want to do is sleep.
I can't paint or play piano.
What did I do to deserve this?

Give me something,
anything.
I don't want to be this sad anymore.
I want to eat and laugh and live,
I don't want to be this sad anymore.
Someone! Please, I need something, some medicine
to help me feel better because nothing else works.
I just don't want to feel like this ever again.

I don't want to die like this
but at this point dying looks like a good option.
I'm too sick mentally and physically to survive.
I can't even eat two bites of pizza without encouragement.

Just let me die.