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unconcerned about the specified mass.
Ranging from eighty to eighty-five.
Emotion ran blank, altered.
Now, mirrors spite in sign of weakness.
Eyes open, viewing the body that once strived;
Strived to be thinner and thinner.
Darkness turned her mind away from herself.
"Prevention," it screamed,
Deafening her ears.
Boens now visible, nourishment divisible.
Morality sets in, disbelief fills thoughts.
Excess shows, unhappy she is unable to control.
For what she sees is what she fears.
Fearign the idea of becoming more.
Deceasing organs droop to nothing, skin yellows.
Eyes glazed, nails brittle, face shallow.
Truth said not heard by her, keeps slowing killing.
Not caring about health or anything besides this,
like a cancer devouring mind and soul.
Lies overcome truth, abolish to ability to consume, starve not purge.
Think about the sudden and unexpected urge
to stop this; mind power overrides body.
The volume of a corpse, she adapts to.
A forlorning feeling possesses her.
Peers state the obvious but appear to be oblivious.
The mirrors images does not appease her, still.
Seeming like there is no way to escape until
a brilliant light forces upon you in the name of God.
Telling a prayer of hope and revival, she decides to take it.
Life takes a detour down the forsaken path, replenished. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 217 [topic] => 72 [informant] => tinathetalkingtaco [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => self-harmpoetry )

This is a Poem that Ultimately Describes My Life

Contributed by tinathetalkingtaco on Thursday, 26th March 2009 @ 08:03:27 PM in AEST
Topic: self-harmpoetry

Once content and satisfied with herself,
unconcerned about the specified mass.
Ranging from eighty to eighty-five.
Emotion ran blank, altered.
Now, mirrors spite in sign of weakness.
Eyes open, viewing the body that once strived;
Strived to be thinner and thinner.
Darkness turned her mind away from herself.
"Prevention," it screamed,
Deafening her ears.
Boens now visible, nourishment divisible.
Morality sets in, disbelief fills thoughts.
Excess shows, unhappy she is unable to control.
For what she sees is what she fears.
Fearign the idea of becoming more.
Deceasing organs droop to nothing, skin yellows.
Eyes glazed, nails brittle, face shallow.
Truth said not heard by her, keeps slowing killing.
Not caring about health or anything besides this,
like a cancer devouring mind and soul.
Lies overcome truth, abolish to ability to consume, starve not purge.
Think about the sudden and unexpected urge
to stop this; mind power overrides body.
The volume of a corpse, she adapts to.
A forlorning feeling possesses her.
Peers state the obvious but appear to be oblivious.
The mirrors images does not appease her, still.
Seeming like there is no way to escape until
a brilliant light forces upon you in the name of God.
Telling a prayer of hope and revival, she decides to take it.
Life takes a detour down the forsaken path, replenished.

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Re: This is a Poem that Ultimately Describes My Life (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Thursday, 26th March 2009 @ 08:33:46 PM AEST
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This is so darn sad but well written.
Sorry you are so sad.

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Re: This is a Poem that Ultimately Describes My Life (User Rating: 1 )
by smoothie012 on Thursday, 26th March 2009 @ 09:47:15 PM AEST
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your beautiful no matter what you see in the mirror. theres a reason your here. find your purpose. do what your here to do. focus on that! everything will fall into place if you start living the life you WANT to live. nobody can hold you back but yourself. if your unhappy.. decide not to be! i know, i know "its not that easy" ... i've been there. i've been disgusted with myself.. i have avoided mirrors for days. if you wake up in the morning and say "i will be happy today". there is no reason you shouldnt be happy!!

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