He Stuck Around

She makes sure I don't cut myself
and I haven't
yet.
And she makes sure
that I eat enough
which I don't.
Usually.
And she tries to get me to sleep
which I do.
All day.

But that leaves
long nights
of Despair
come to visit me.
The pills
I feed him
only keep him
satisfied
for so long.
And soon,
he is hungry again.
Waiting
to snatch up
my insecurities
and force them
down my throat.

But
he's the only one
who's ever stuck around
long enough
to even find out
my insecurities.