OUR ORIGINAL POETRY: Share It Here

I lost myself trying to be skinny.

Trying to be free.

Wanting to look like that model on the magazine.

So many days my stomach ached and cried out for food.

Pushed everyone away because I was to consierd about gaining a pound then listening to you.

Didn't leave the house because I was angry and sore didn't have the energy to think anymore.

Sleep so much that the whole afternoon is gone.

Feel like I'm not complete.

Want to cry myself to sleep.

Everyday I feel this way.

Trying to be what everybody's ideal should be.

I'm losing myself because of this disease.

I'm freezing cold but not from the outside.

No from the inside where I don't have enough food in me to keep me warm.

From the all starvation look at myself in the mirror once, twice probably more like 30.

Only if I could look in the mirror and see what I want to see.

But all I see is a worthless person who is fat and discusting I need a way out of this disease.

Your life is consumed with the thought of being smaller.

The skin to my bone I need to be what I see in my head every day.

Started thinking pills were the only way.

To be the weight that i always wanted to be.

It's more of a prose, but..

How We Ended: A letter to Peter.

The first walk is what I call the rehab walk. It happened suddenly, like our friendship was his cure to the lonely drug he takes. He messaged me, desperately wanting a cure because nothing else could distract him from the pain of loneliness. All he ever wanted was to stop taking this lonely drug but at some point, hes just keep giving in. Theres a time when you desynthesize from something after it takes its effects on you for a long period of time. You still take the drug because you dont think there will be an effect anymore. In reality, this drug, this loneliness, it deteriorates you. You arent the same as you were 3 years ago… But for some reason, the way we think is the same. You think what I think, you know what I know. We both know that this drug is hurting you. Maybe not physically, but your mind will face the consequences. You just dont care enough sometimes. Its okay to ask me for help though… Ill always help you. I told you after you apologized to me that no matter what, Im always going to care about you. Remember that. Please. Anyways, the first walk was when you apologized for avoiding the solution--me. We walked, sometimes in silence, we started talking again. I told you about my family and you told me about yours. You smiled when we walked down that street. When you said I was really late for that class. We talked like… old times. When it was time to go inside, you opened the door but you walked in first. I walked behind you smiling because I remembered how much you dont care. Your manners havent changed. It makes me laugh, really. I had asked you to go on that second walk with me. It was just as silent and awkward as the first. There really wasnt much to talk about so we talked about our futures. You dont care enough for your future, do you? The door again, you walked through first, and I laughed. I missed you so much. Were an odd pair of friends, scheduling days to go for walks and we finally made our way to our third walk. I honestly believe this could have been my favourite. The first two, we just walked randomly. I just followed you and we kinda just wandered. I was very wary of the time, checking my phone constantly. On the third walk, I only really had to open my phone twice. You asked me where I wanted to go, I said I wanted to go to the little creek and you told me that there were so many druggies there. We still went, no matter how bad it was there. Its good to confront your problems. I told you to climb that tree, and a branch hit you in the face and we laughed. We went inside later and I went in first. You didnt want to go through the busy areas. You love the quiet. I remember 3 years ago, we were at a school dance for our elementary school graduation. I wanted to have a slow dance with you, but hey, I never got that. All we got was separation and now Im not your best friend anymore. I broke my promise to myself that I made on that last day of elementary school. I promised myself that I wouldnt let you leave. I wouldnt let you go, no matter what. I promised myself that I wouldnt delete our conversations but I did because I always thought I cared was too much and you didnt. In reality, I took you for granted and I let go way too early. But I will never say that us breaking apart was my fault. I spent lonely nights waiting for you to return my messages, but it never happened. You left me and I was forced to let go even with this desperate hope to hold on. I dont know whats going to happen on our fourth walk. Im not sure if were even going to have a fourth walk anymore. I dont even want to talk to you anymore because of how easily you were able to let me go. My happiness was once found in your hands. Even my heart was in your hand at one point. But, hey, you didnt know. I should have realized that you didnt know. I should have told you how much you mean to me. Meant to me. Maybe I should tell you now.

P.S. - There was never a fourth walk.

I listened to you.

I listened to you because I trusted you.

You were the only person I could trust at the time.

The only person who would listen to me.

The only person who would sit by my side when I was drinking coffee alone.

The only person who heard me when I cried out alone.

I felt as if you were my one and only.

broke down my walls like no one else has they were so easily broken.

Whispering cute little tales in my ears.

Hoped when I was asleep I wouldn't hear.

Made me feel special again like nobody ever could.

I believed you with every essence of my being.

Felt like I could breath again.

But you were not the person I thought you once were.

You held me down with your arms wrapped around my neck.

You laughed at me when you were by my side.

You would mock me when I told you I needed you.

Told me to believe what you thought was right.

Held your hand to my mouth so I couldn't speak when all I wanted was to tell someone anyone how badly I was hurt.

You cut me when I was holding on to you so tightly that my heart started to beat again.

I finally found out who you were.

And all this time

It was me.

Sunset

My mind is here and everywhere

But the body does not forget.

You are slowly coming closer to me

I wont stop this, I have no regret.

The waves are high and the tide is wild

My heart is a melody you have composed

You know me too well, little child

Dare to touch me, I wont oppose.

Our encounter wont last long, I fear

That youll soon forget my existence

I now can feel your warmth next to me, I wonder

What do people see from the distance.

Orange and pink tones dance within me, it has begun

A choreograph displayed by your light

For I am the ocean and you are the sun

time to hide behind the moonlight.

This poem was posted in another thread by @NoSelfRespect, but it's a much better fit in the Poetry sub-forum. I'm moving it here so that it can get more attention from the community.

Anxiety for the future,

regret for the past,

and a sad, sad memory

for a life that won't last

-E.M.P

The painful loyalty !

The vintage tree of summer,
Grows in silent hunger.
Requiring some water,
Waits much longer.

Roots, the only trust,
Attracts water to thirst.
Feeds the tree, though
What's left as enough.

Tree, seen by eyes,
To be enjoyed.
Roots, seen by loyalty,
To be felt.

- Vasanth

Just wrote this :p

Wherever You Take Me

I've loved you with all my heart
Given you all of my heart
All I can do is
Give you all of me...

If I could
Then I would
Go everywhere you go
I'll go wherever you take me

I keep questioning myself
As to what I can do for you
And now I know, the best I can do is
Give you all of me...

If I could
I'd leave the world behind
I'd follow my other half of my heart
I''ll go wherever you take me

I want to keep you with me forever
I want to be yours till all of eternity
I want to complete my soul and
Give you all of me....

I know I can
I'm gonna leave everything behind
I'm gonna follow my perfect other half
I'm gonna go where you go
I'm gonna go wherever you take me

A row of lights hold the highway

Bright and clean they gleam with enticement

There may be a day I see the hues of orange and the soft spoken greens

For at this moment grey is all I see

Oh lord come help me, the lord we all want to see

Save me from all that traps and haunts and has no reason

But I believe now you have no sympathy

From my lips I sing my own symphony, and rejoice

Change: A Tanka

Texas summertime

Earth bleached by an endless sun

laughter in the Rays.

cold wind brings a yellow leaf

autumn has begun

Dear lass, theres something I must tell you.

I shall hope I don't overwhelm you.

The way you laugh, and speak, and walk,

The way you smile, the way you talk.

All these things mean much to me

And I am much in love with thee.

You have quite a bit of joy

And good nature and cheer.

And your chuckle, without aid,

Washes away my fear.

You give other people joy

And you are often kind.

You are wise beyond your years

And have a wondrous mind.

I love you very much, m'lass.

I hope I see you soon.

Your beauty, my dear, my love

Surpasses the moons.

-Lucas D.