In a blue skied world,
a tall grey girl
sits.
With a brown eyed tear
She whispers her fear
Make it all go away.
In a blue skied world
the tall grey girl
waits.
With a brown eyed tear
She whispers her fear
It will never be the same.
In a lightly lit room
In mirrors view
She falls.
In a lightly lit room
In a mirrors view
She breaks.
With a brown eyed tear
She whispers her fear
Make it go away.
In the middle of the night
Without much of a fight
She coughs.
In the middle of the night
Without much of a fight
The foods gone.
In the hospital ward
The other girls applaud
Her weight.
In the hospital ward
The other girls applaud
The scale.
But for the girl in the ward
Her mind just records
One pound heavier again.
With a brown eyed tear
She whispers her fear
It will never be the same.
And in her scratched ear
Whispered back from the fear:
you're not perfect enough.
Author notes
Just to brief you lot this is actually a song I wrote a while ago about an eating disorder.
A contest entry
- Is Perfection Attainable? by masked-monster.
1000 points, ended October 4, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think and comment with advice if you can!
Comments
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raw, bitter, emotionally jam packed with living breathing regret and grief...harsh, lyrical, VERY well done!
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Wow, this was a really good write. I can totally relate to it, except the hospital part. You really captured the feelings that go along with an eating disorder...Thanks for entering the contest and good luck!
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