Starving4perfection• Show poetry

Heyy everyone! first of all thanks for visiting my page!
Im 17 year old girl from england, manchester. I love my family n friends (most of the time) they mean everything to me and i'd do anything thing for them. erm...im always listening to music kinda and i love meeting new people and making new friends.
Im kinda strange haha i think i am anyway probably cause im always hyper of energy drinks....-- Im the type of girl who'll burst out laughing in dead silence cause of something that happened yesterday -- haha thats ME
I love disney -- winnie the pooh, lion king, nemo, mickey mouse and minnie mouse! EVERYTHING about it! i know im soo childish! i dont care though..I LOVE TOONS!!! hehe...i love horror films...haha what a contrst dont you think?? anyway wanna know more about me just ask


A senior in high school, straight A's too
Never once got the chance to say "I do"
...Her life, taken by one careless mistake,
the person in the other car decided to make
he had a few drinks and thought he was fine..
But he must have really been out of his mind..
as my teardrops flow onto your icy grave
I know at once you'd want me to be brave
--drinking and driving just don’t mix--
so please don’t put them together like this
cause it might be your teardrops on your best friend's grave
and honestly I wish I could be brave
but bravery like yours is so hard to find..
-when the only time you'll see your best friend again. is in your mind
A heart of gold stopped beating,
Hard working hands now rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us he only takes the best.
We think of you in silence,
we often speak your name,
all we have are memories,
your picture in a frame.
A million times we've thought of you,
a million times we've cried.
If love alone could have saved you,
you never would have died.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
but you didn’t go alone.
For a part of us went with you the day God took you home.

Behind every beautiful thing, there is some kind of pain.


"A shot to kill the pain
A pill to drain the shame
A purge to stop the gain
A cut to break the vein
A smoke to ease the crave
A drink to win the game
An addictions an addiction
Because it always hurts the same"


''Starvation is control
Control is tough
Bones are beautiful
When thin isnt enough''


"The girl who seemed unbreakable--broke
The girl who seemed so strong--crumbled
The girl who always laughed it off--cried
&& the girl who would never stop trying--Finally gave up"


"Not even make up could make her
beautiful... Because real beauty
comes from loving yourself and
that's something she can never do"


"She smiles with all she has left
yet her tears are left undried,
though she has so much to say
she bottles it up inside.
If you look past her broken eyes
to a shadow no one sees,
a disguise so you won’t recognize
that girl is really me"


It's the loneliest feeling in the world - to find yourself standing up when everyone else is sitting down. To have everybody look at you and say "what's the matter with her?" I know what it feels like. Walking down an empty street, listening to the sound of your own footsteps. Shutters closed, blinds drawn, doors locked against you. And you aren't sure whether you're walking toward something, or if you're just walking away...


I've been weak and I've been strong. I've been through the fire and I've been through the storm. I try to do right and I know I do wrong. Just be happy for me when my life is gone. Cause with no more hurt and no more tears, there will be no more pain and no more fears. No more people in my face that are not sincere. So just smile for me when I'm no longer here.


It hurts to look at yourself in the mirror and hate yourself, look into the mirror and wonder what ever happened to that smile that used to shine so bright. When you look at yourself, you see this version of "you" that your mind has created, someone that has become so distant and cold that nobody wants to be around her. Empty eyes. Fragile bones. The only thing you have left are the lies you tell yourself everyday to survive, lies that have become your painful reality, lies that will swallow you whole and crush your insides, lies that have turned you into someone you never wanted to be...”


-PLEASE READ THIS-

My name is Sarah.
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen.
I cannot see,
I must be stupid.
I must be bad,
What else could have made
my daddy so mad?
I wish I were better.
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy would
still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all.
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
all the day long
When I awake I'm all alone
the house is dark
My folks aren't home.
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight!
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car.
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls.
I press myself
Against the wall.
I try and hide
From his evil eyes.
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry.
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.
He's already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate.
The hurt and the pain
Again and again.
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor.
My name is Sarah
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy murdered me.

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I found this poem somewhere on the net it just made me cry i had to put it on here

"Her hair was up in a ponytail
Her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
And she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,
That she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
If she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid;
She knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
Of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,
For her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
She tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school,
Eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees
A dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back,
For everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
Anxious in their seats.

One by one the teacher called,
A student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
As seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,
Every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
For a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?"
She heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one,"
Another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back,
She heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
Too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her,
As she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher,
Who told her to go on.

And with hands behind her back,
Slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
Came words incredibly unique.

"My Daddy couldn't be here,
Because he lives so far away."
But I know he wishes he could be,
Since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
And how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories
He taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses,
And taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes,
And ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him,
I'm not standing here alone.

"Cause my daddy's always with me,
Even though we are apart
I know because he told me,
He'll forever be in my heart"

With that, her little hand reached up,
And lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
Beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere in the crowd of dads,
Her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
Who was wise beyond her years.

For she stood up for the love
Of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
Doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down,
Staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
But its message clear and loud.

"I love my daddy very much,
He's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here,
But heaven's just too far."

You see he was a fireman
And died just this past year
When airplanes hit the towers
And taught Americans to fear.

But sometimes when I close my eyes,
"It's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes,
And saw him there that day.

And to her mother's amazement,
She witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
All starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them,
Who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second,
They saw him at her side.

"I know you're with me Daddy,"
To the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers,
Of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it,
For each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her,
Was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,
By the love of her shining bright star.
And given the gift of believing,
That heaven is never too far


I received this from a friend who had a choice to make. It said that I had a choice to make too.
I've chosen. Now it's your turn to choose.

The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her five year old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the gold paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.

Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother the next morning and then said,
'This is for you, Momma.

The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but her anger flared again when she opened
the box and found it was empty. She spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner.

'Don't you know, young lady, when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something inside the package?'
She had tears in her eyes and said, 'Oh, Momma, it's not empty! I blew kisses into it until it was full.
The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her thoughtless anger.
An accident took the life of the child only a short time later, and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed for all the years of her life.
Whenever she was discouraged or faced difficult problems she would open the box
and take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.

In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been given a Golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, family, friends and GOD. There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.

You now have two choices:
1. Repost this so others can read it or,
2. Ignore it and act like it didn't touch your heart.
As you can see, I took choice No. 1.


Girl Facts:
When you catch a girl glancing at you, she wants you to look back and smile. When a girl bumps into your arm while walking with you she wants you to hold her hand. When she wants a hug she will just stand there. When u break a girls heart she still feels it when you run into each other 3 years later. When a girl is quiet, millions of things are running through her mind. When a girl is not arguing, she is thinking deeply. When a girl looks at you with eyes full of questions, she is wondering how long you will be around. When a girl answers, "I'm fine," after a few seconds, she is not at all fine. When a girl stares at you, she is wondering why you are playing games. When a girl lays her head on your chest, she is wishing for you to be hers forever. When a girl says she can't live without you, she has made up her mind that you are her future. When a girl says, "I miss you," no one in this world can miss you more than that. When a girl is mean to you after a break-up she wants you back, but shes scared she'll get hurt and knows you're gone forever.

Guy Facts:
When a guy calls you, he wants to be with you. When a guy calls you to just say hi or stop by to say hi.. he is thinking of you and can't get you off of his mind. When you are on the phone with a guy, and no one is talking, he doesn't get bored, the only thing he cares about is the time that you share. When a guy looks into your eyes, he is looking into you. When a guy is quiet, He's listening to you. When a guy is not arguing, He realizes he's wrong. When a guy says, "I'm fine." after a few minutes he means it. When a guy says "you are beautiful," he means it. When a guy stares at you, he wishes you would care about him and wonders if you do. When your laying your head on a guy's chest, he has the world. When a guy calls/texts/comments you everyday, he is in love. When a (good) guy tells you he loves you, he means it. When a guy says he can't live without you, he's with you til your done. When a guy says, "I miss you," he misses you more than you could have ever missed him or anything else.


Just some quotes.....

~♥~ You have to take the good with the bad, smile when you're sad, love what you got and remember what you had. Always forgive but never forget, learn from your mistakes but never regret, people change, things go wrong, so just remember that life goes on...~♥~

~♥~ I want to be remembered as the one who always smiles even when her heart is broken, and the one who would always brighten up your day, even when she couldn’t brighten up her own ~♥~

~♥~ We enjoy warmth because we have been cold. We appreciate light because we have been in darkness. By the same taken, we can experience joy...because we have known sadness ~♥~

~♥~ Cry your heart out, let it all go, because after every tear there is a rainbow ~♥~

~♥~ You asked what was wrong and I smiled and said 'nothing', then i turned around and whispered 'everything' ~♥~

~♥~ If tears could build a stairway on memories alone, I would be able to walk right up to Heaven and bring you home again ~♥~

~♥~ When love is lost, do not bow your head in sadness; instead keep your head held up high and gaze into heaven for that is where your broken heart has been sent to heal ~♥~

~♥~ The cracks in the concrete remind that no matter how strong you are, you will always fall apart at some point in your life ~♥~

~♥~ She finally let go of her fake smile as the tears slowly rolled down her face as she whispered to herself "i don't wanna be me" ~♥~

~♥~ I know what it's like to want to die. How it hurts to smile. How you try to fit in but you can't. How you hurt yourself on the outside to kill the things on the inside ~♥~

~♥~ I hurt myself today, to see if i still feel. I focus on the pain, on the only thing that's real. The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting. I try to kill the pain, but I remember everything ~♥~

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