I was put in a psych ward,
for 10 days,
my diagnosis,
severe depression,
possible mood disorder.
I got put down,
and eaten alive with hate,
by those around me,
All this, I'm told,
was self-inflicted.
Drug addiction,
Out-Patient Rehab,
teetering on the edge,
of junkie and not.
I'm to blame,
it was self-inflicted.
Waiting for word from counsilor,
where I'm going for Rehab,
from an eating-disorder,
Skewed Body Image,
they tell me,
You're beautiful,
they say,
they don't know what I see,
they say I'm makeing it up,
that I'm "fishing for compliments"
They don't know,
or don't believe,
in Self-Inflicted Wounds.
Erin * Emmie Lou 2003
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