It was a dark night
When she told a story of her fight
She spoke the coldest words I've ever known
Her feet blistered from the road
Knuckles torn apart from using all her might
Shreds hung from her clothes
As her icy story was told
She drove me up and down the hills
She showed me where she defeated it
And smiled as she said now leave your fear
As I looked back at her I realized I was talking to the mirror



-Jennifer DeAngelo
Copyrighted 2016

Be determined and dedicated
To give it your best
Put your heart into everything
Reach for success
The path will be challenging
Obstacles are there to hinder your progress
Rise above it all
And strive for excellence

The sun is beating down on his face; he is an older man.
He is sitting on a park bench; he is feeding birds bread.
A girl comes walking up to the older man, she seems happy to see him.
The girl is crying tears of joy it seems.
The older man hugs the girl, they sit down on the bench.
The girl hands him a box, a box full of letters she wrote to him over the years.
The man slowly reads each one, sometimes smiling and laughing at what he reads.
He begins to read more, the man starts crying.
He is reading about her issue with her weight and food.
He reads about her self-harm.
The man slowly looks at the girl, he says I'm sorry honey.
I'm sorry I couldn't of been there for you, but I'm here now.