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Anorexia

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Blondie
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0 posted 08-10-99 04:07 PM       View Profile for Blondie   Email Blondie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Blondie

~This poem is something I wrote to myself to maybe wake me up and see what I was doing to myself. Has a view point from a male friend of the girl's~(it originally was a song, so it might not be a great poem but I was hoping maybe it could help someone)

Every night, you wake up famished
And you run straight to the pantry
When you arrive, the hunger's vanished
You're fat, and wonder why we can't see.

You're so thin it makes me cry, girl
I think you'd drop dead any day
The problem is that the whole wide world
Thinks your beautiful that way.

You say your childhood is to blame
So are guys, maybe they are
But I'd rather take my aim
At famous models and movie stars.

You say men are pigs and losers but you
Lure him in with your great tan
He'll follow you around to watch you
Do you need that kind of man?

Your sickness is for people like him
The men will say you can't be fat
Believe me, you're cute and slim
And you deserve better than that.

No matter how good you always look
You've got to push it one step farther
The scale pulls you down like a hook
And I wonder why I even bother.

It hurts your body, and you can't see it
With the fevers and their rising heat
You wonder how you can relieve it
Does it feel better when you don't eat?

You're sick a lot now, in your bed
And you're blind to all that's true
By now the fat's just in your head
But your body's caving in on you.

You're afraid of food, it makes me ill
That this came out of 'just a diet'
You yell at me, do what you will
I watch, and just try to be quiet.

You won't let me say you're gorgeous
You call me The King of Lies
But every time that I deny this
There's more hope in your dark eyes.

I wish that didn't leave my lips
I should have said that I love you
You think my love is for your hips
And that they're all I think of you.

It's not that way at all, you know
But I guess you can't accept it
I'm mad but don't let it show
Now I have all the time to regret it.

You're getting weaker, day by day
You make me hide your greens and meat
I sit at your bedside and watch you pay
For all the times you didn't eat.

Late that night you left this world
Your parents never told me how
No matter what, you killed yourself girl
And all I feel is guilty now.

At the funeral, the world
Leaned over, looked into your coffin
They said, "God, what a pretty girl,"
I wish that they'd told you more often.

© Copyright 1999 Melissa - All Rights Reserved
Alwye
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1 posted 08-10-99 04:58 PM       View Profile for Alwye   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alwye

Extremely powerful..

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*Krista Knutson*

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Delores Hall
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2 posted 08-11-99 12:59 AM       View Profile for Delores Hall   Email Delores Hall   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Delores Hall

This is sad.I feel your pain in this.
Nicole
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3 posted 08-11-99 01:05 AM       View Profile for Nicole   Email Nicole   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Nicole

This was hard to write, and I know...even harder to see for yourself. The strength in which you did so, is an inspiration.

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"Grief can take care of itself, but to get the full value of joy you must have somebody to divide it with." *Mark Twain*
ac
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4 posted 08-11-99 10:10 AM       View Profile for ac   Email ac   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for ac

Such a tragic price to pay for those who respond this way to the overly critical eye of society...it's hard to be a female and not be able to sympathize with the harsh cruelty of that race to be perfect and thin...thanks for reminding us...

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Sue
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5 posted 08-11-99 10:27 AM       View Profile for Sue   Email Sue   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Sue

I hope it worked, and that you believe in yourself now. I, at least, can vouch for the fact that you can write!
angel girl
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6 posted 08-12-99 03:14 AM       View Profile for angel girl   Email angel girl   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for angel girl

Thank you for this. I have been suffering with bulemia. I thought I could control it, but it seems to be controlling me. I've been working very hard, and i've kept all my food down for over a month. I'ts been hard, but i'm making it, and I hope you will be able to help yourself also.

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One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.
-William Shakespeare

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