All is for the best she says
Heart upon the ground
Each day the sun sets
Once more
Tomorrow brings hope
Somewhere to be found
It's something to hold on
to
With each breath
She takes
The idea of a whisper
Lost for all the time
It takes
A notion of a smile
Found somewhere in belief
Buried and covered
Beneath the lies you told her
Some she believed
She slowly picks up a piece
To place it back together
Another missing
Each day the sun rises
Once more to welcome
Her home
With open arms
And a spirit that
Might one day
Be whole

Look at yourself

Squeeze any fat you have

A pinch

A handful

How much is too much?

What really is fat or skinny?

Victoria's Secret "Love My Body" campaign shows seven svelte models while Dove's "Real Beauty campaign features an array of 'Real Women' with curves in all the right places 

Both campaigns exclude most body types and show major problems with society

One shows plus sized is okay is only okay if you're plus in the right places

The other proves skinny is king

These are the standards we set for little ones to abide by

With a small bust plus wasn't an option

So I turned skeletons into goddesses 

Prayed the would teach me how not to need

Worshiped hipbones over pizza

A tiny waist over lunch

Anorexia has the highest mortality rate of any mental illness

Yet todays media forms computers in the minds of children to count calories as thought food were merely numbers

I learned how to purge from a pro Ana website when I was nine

Stuck a toothbrush down my throat and forced up dinner

Turned to laxatives at 12

Learned ill was okay if skinny was the side effect

Today I look at myself

Squeeze any fat I have

A handful

A pinch

How much is too much

Chrome
Lumensent
Paint, please.
Remembrencé

Wile-some,
sick-sweet,
glass eyes and
fairy eye-teeth
peep from a
fictitious smile.

Floral scent,
lemon-twist,
silk grips and
tendrils quick
accompany your
enchanting grin.

Cast it away
fey creature, lest
it haze neural maze
and I slip-stumble
love-tumble
flip-furl-fumble
into your mystic-trick
will-o-wisp gaze.

Her words danced like wine on my lips,
poetry in my soul and
ecstasy in my heart.