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Slowly killing herself in a hidden suicide
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2004 she takes the food and eats and eats
all of these things seem like treats
she hasn't eatin anything in so long
and she couldn't keep herself strong
she had to give in and take in food
to her it seems really unfair and crude
she doesn't want to gain anymore weight
she feels fat in her twisted mind state
she starves herself until she has to eat something
but until that time comes she eats absolutely nothing
she doesn't want to get help, she doesn't realize her fall
she doesn't know, she doesn't think she's got a problem at all
food becomes her enemy but only on the outside on her mask she wears
on the inside her enemy is something deeper something hidden that she bears
she eats and eats and then purges to get it all out of her body
but no matter how thin she gets she still thinks she's fat it's all she sees
she is slowly killing herself and starving away all of the pain
but really she isn't solving anything all she is doing is driving herself completely insane
This is so beautiful. I used to do that. It's either don't eat at all, or throw it all up. You know?
*hugs* I love this poem.
this poem is so sad and true i 've seen milions of people starve their themselfs to death for what i don't know. i've always believed god teaches us lesson in everything we do wheather our choice be good or bad. i believe god wants to always keep our open so we can do our best to out of harms way and we don't miss anything i hope your friend gets help that that they need if they haven't already
I thought this poem was great and the message was powerful and clear. I think that it's awesome that you wrote about it. Did you go through this? I never did, but I did write about it. I'd be honored if you'd read my poem "Twenty Pounds" and comment on it. Thanks
Lovely work, tis awesome.
So insightful! I feel like you were writing about me almost. You really got to the heart of the matter. Good job.
Nice way of expression there. you didn't try to hide what you we're saying bhind any secret messages. I loved that. And this poem! But you should eat stuff...food is a good thing.