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Bulimia

Her hair flowed like silk through the midnight breeze,

Faint sounds of whispers followed above the trees.

Her skin as pale and delicate as porcelin,

Though her dark, watery eyes showed the sadness within.

Her smile showed a hardship that was in her past,

But it also showed the insecurity she cast.

She was fragile, skinny and weak,

But no one would dare call her bleak.

Too skinny for her height and age,

Seventeen years old and severly underweight.

Her family had all left her for pride,

For in sorrow and in darkness did she hide.

On the day she finally felt happy something in nature's order did not abide,

For that day, her most happiest day, was the day she died.

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  • burdened
    April 30, 2007

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    This is really powerful and beautiful, and I can feel the emotions running through it. Keep penning, and take care XxX


  • XXBrunettexBarbieXX
    April 24, 2007
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    this was a really powerful write...i can really relate to this write and the things as well as feelings that you wrote about this was powerful and emotional keep writting your very talented

    ~Chrissy~


  • silencethequestion
    April 14, 2007

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    good write. i can realte to the emotions of this poem. Im not quite sure if this is abuse by another person, but it is abuse to oneself which is equally harmful. thank you for your write


  • Bruised.Roses
    April 14, 2007

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    hey..this was a really powerful write..i can really relate to this poem and the emotions that you wrote about keep wriiitting your talented and good luck xXTashaXx

  • XXBrunettexBarbieXX
    April 11, 2007

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    wow this was a powerful poem! you wrote a beautiful poem about bulimia and the struggles that one faces with this diseases..i can relate to this poem keep writting your very talented and good luck in the contest

    ~Chrissy~


  • wanderingstarlet
    April 11, 2007

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    it wasn't quite what i was looking for. it's a common deal. but nice way to write it, maybe if i have another contest you can show me something else i'm looking for. anyways, thanks for entering.


  • serenity silvermoon
    April 2, 2007
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    wow

    i will be happy when i die but i am happy that i am still alive today most days i dont like to live but i no that letter down the road i will be happyier with my life i cant wait for eturnal pease but in till then pease will have to come from us you are a great poet thanks for sharing and God Bless Dianna


  • XHollowXEyesX
    April 2, 2007

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    wow.what deep sadness. this is so raw and incredibley meaningful.it flowed so naturally.
    thanks for entering and goodluck


  • BArBiE slaPPed m3
    March 31, 2007
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    That was deep. It got my attention. Keep up the great work.

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