Poems.
1.~ When she looks in the mirror
She doesn't see what you see
You see,
Skin and bones,
The sunken face,
And dark circles under her eyes.
She looks in the mirror
And sees just the opposite.
She sees a girl,
With too much fat here
and there,
And her body figure just not perfect.
You tell her to eat,
And thats she's to thin.
The voices in her head
Are saying,
If she eats she will gain,
And be way too fat to be loved.
She has been told countless times over
You are special,
Unique
And loved by all
On the other hand
The strong voices shout,
You are worthless
And plain,
You don't deserve any of their love.
This child
She needs your ever-lasting , support,
And love.
Continue to tell her she is special,
Worthwhile person
Undeserving of this Terrible disease.
The road to recovery will be a bumpy one,
With many curves,
Steep hills,
And valleys.
With the love and support from all
She will again realize she is loved
And wanted.
You may feel your words
Of hopeful strength,
Are sounds she isn't listening to,
But your words will soon
Build up in her head
And conquer her evil thoughts.
She will soon blossom,
And live a life of
Love,
And laughter
Once again.~
2.When I look in the mirror ...
all I want to see is someone pretty looking back at me.
losing weight seems to be the only key,
then when I look in the mirror I'll see someone pretty looking at me.
Losing friends,
driving them to their ends,
when I cry I just need a friend,
a friend who can hug me and give me a lending hand.
This is not worth it:
to be in a dark tunnel and to just sit.
eating is not the end of the world,
at least that is what I was told.
Sitting all alone, in my room being so cold,
seems to be the only thing that would have sold.
I want to be happy ... that's all ... is it that hard? ..
do I have to wait for happiness to be sold??
3.I'm fine,
Mum I'm fine,
Honestly I'm fine,
I say this all the time,
But do I know what it means?
I mean,
I cut,
I bleed,
I cry,
I suffer,
I struggle to breathe,
I starve,
I make myself vomit,
I don't sleep,
I get dizzy,
I isolate myself,
I keep my feelings inside,
But don't worry,
I'm fine!!
4.Layed here crying on the floor,
And you think it's just a crush,
You think it was all a matter,
Of whenever he was near I'd blush.
Layed here bleeding on the floor,
Body numb, mouth dry,
I love you with every drop of my blood,
Just give me another try.
Layed here broken hearted on the floor,
Real love is suicide,
I surrendered my heart and he tore it up,
That happened the day I died.
Layed here dying on the floor,
Drowning in my tears,
You thought that it was just a crush,
Then why am I dead at 14 years?
5.There's a girl in the mirror who always cries,
Longing for the day she finally dies,
Each day she puts on her plastic smile,
And makes her life look worthwhile,
But when she's alone disaster strikes,
Her mask becomes her number one dislike,
She has to battle her problems on her own,
As she appears to be fine until she's home,
She hides her secrets in her mirror,
So the only person who sees them is her,
She sits infront of it all day long,
And if you think she's vein, you couldn't be more wrong,
She stares into it and gets lost inside,
The perfect place for her to hide,
She breathes in and out, poking her hips,
She piles on clothes and then she strips,
She cries and screams and beats herself,
Starves, takes pills, damages her health,
Stuck inside the mirror trying to get out,
Banging on the glass, trying her best to shout,
When she finally escapes, what does she see?
This girl who's been crying, the girl is me!
6.I cry for help yet noone hears,
I don't see how you miss these tears,
I want you to help but I don't see how,
I will tell you what I see but we'll only row,
If you're listening I will tell you what I see,
When I look in the mirror and cry because I'm me,
My ugly face hidden by my fat cheeks,
Get even fatter every couple of weeks,
Sunken eyes and a massive nose,
Day by day it grows and grows,
Hair so thin I'm going bald,
Lips gone blue from where I'm cold,
Massive legs that look like tree trunks,
A huge beer belly like all the drunks,
Arms the size of most peoples thighs,
Hips so wide clothes don't exist in my size,
Bum bigger then the universe,
The way I look can't get any worse,
Now that I've told you what I see,
There's no need to lie, just knod and agree!
7.
Pushed to the floor,
Treated like a whore,
Hands slide up my thighs,
Noone to hear my crys,
Ripping off my clothes bit by bit,
Making me feel like utter shit,
Hands now grab my hips,
Stopping me scream by biting my lips,
Entering my body against my will,
Terrorising my thoughts, making me ill,
Forcing me to receive this pain,
Violating my body as well as my brain,
Hands now inside my bra,
Spirits given up, its gone too far,
Hands slip between my legs,
"Carry on" he begs and begs,
I obey his wishes or else I'll be killed,
I want to scream but my lips are sealed,
Finally he's up and gone,
And I'm able to put my clothes back on!
Guyyysssss. I really need help here. I dont wanna be here. But Ive made a few promises. Im not sure if those are worth keeping though. Is wear no one loves me.
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