Bulimia

I eat ice cream from the container
The cold hurting my teeth
But I keep going, keep biting into it
Trying to block out the memories
But I can hear his voice now
Hear him saying
You're a ragdoll
You're a retard
You're stupid
You're ugly
You're getting fat
I love you
I love you
Oh god, I love you
Don't tell anyone or I'll kill you
It's our little secret.

This little secret is eating me alive,
Or rather
I've eaten it alive
And no matter how much I puke
I can't get it out