Wednesday, June 17, 2009

poem


Sometimes I crave for my body to be emaciated. 
A shrunken shriveled withered body. 
Is what I desire. 
When my ribs protrude 
I feel happy. 
But am i really? 
I ache for the 
feeling of hunger. 
I am in control. 

10 comments:

  1. I just came across your blog and I like it :)
    Now following too.
    That poem is good, I like it. It shows what you want but doubting them too
    Stay strong, I'm here for you.
    You have my support
    <3

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  2. This is my first visit to your blog. I connected through another blog. You have a very interesting blog check mine out and see what you think.

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  3. This is my first visit to your blog as well and I am completely in love with it <3 it's right up my alley!

    if you like poetry than you should check out my blog: http://eatingdisorderdepictions.blogspot.com/
    It's basically my way of spreading the idea of using creative therapies to treat eating disorders. If you check it out- Thank you! and if you like it- follow it!

    -Becky<3

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  4. love ittt. i'm jealous of your weight, too btw

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  5. I loved your poem, and I love your blog. I wish you updated more often, hahaha well, to be honest.. I'm so jealous of your weight. You might even be a thinspo :) Stay strong<3

    Love,Ana

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  6. I know you said if people think what you're doing is wrong then just don't comment at all, but there is a better life out there if you try. You're not going to take my advice, I know, but you're killing yourself and it's disgusting and everyone has hope if they believe in it. I recovered. I am not fat. I am free. That's the truth.
    And "stay strong?" You are not strong. You are weak. Strong is not giving into your eating disorder.

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  7. I don't know what to say about this, sweety. You have a pretty interesting perspective and I really enjoy your writing style. But saying just that would be ignoring the issue.
    I know this will sound hypocritical in the biggest way possible, but once you reach your goals and you somehow still find yourself feeling dejected and rejected... It's time to look for some help. For some guidance, some insight, some.. something.
    I really do wish that you will in some way and in some capacity, find happiness.
    Best of Luck.

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  8. You have 86 followers! So I could not bring myself to follow your blog, because that would ruin it.
    I liked your poems very much though.

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  9. hey sweetheart, ive got a new blog and perhaps u want to follow. it would be really nice.

    http://let-me-be-skinny.blogspot.com

    xoxo

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