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 Oct 2014 Shanijua
Haydn Swan
Eat
 Oct 2014 Shanijua
Haydn Swan
Eat
Empty,
no hunger,
depression,
have to eat,
fill the emptiness,
throw up,
eat again,
throw up,
nothing fills,
only the pills.
Bulimia is still a widely misunderstood and serious condition, this is my contribution to raise awareness for it and other eating disorders.
 Oct 2014 Shanijua
one llucy
I fell in love with Lust
with his beady greedy eyes
those wandering hands
such a haughty smirk
each scratch and bite, inviting
as he stole each selfish kiss
I fell deeper into his arms
the lack of emotion, and superficial charm.
I was twisted around callous fingers
Each meeting an adventure.
Each encounter so exciting.
The perfect romance.

But when Lust fell in love with me…
it was boring, he was too sweet
Too kind, too predictable.
I craved something else,
You might say, I became  Lust
and then found myself another love.
 Oct 2014 Shanijua
Lexi Dvorak
There are people who cut themselves,
Some of these people are the most sane people I know.

There are people who burn themselves,
They have some of the brightest personality's I have seen.

Some of these people you may tell,
Go **** yourself.
It's all for attention.
Or maybe even,
Cut a little deeper, it's not like anyone cares.

But what you don't see is,
They are all ready battling a pain inside,
It's not something they can just up and hide.

It's almost as if there are demons inside,
Telling them the lies,
That there eyes are to far apart or,
Their thighs are twice their size.

These people were once happy,
They were once beautiful in there own eyes.

But now they have broken,
It's almost like their souls are shattered window panes.

But you don't understand is all they seem to feel is pain.

Pain is becoming like their middle name.

It's all they feel,
All they breath.

It's almost like every breathe they take,
It's almost like breathing acid.

But just remember some of them are,
The most sane.
 Oct 2014 Shanijua
Ey
Every night I almost called you
Just to say it always will be you
Wherever you are
You slid down the rail,
you tripped on the step
Busted your head,
oh, what a mess.

No lights on,
your eyes are red.
People surround,
You're almost dead.

Strapped to the board,
they take you away.
Accidents happen.
You are finally awake.
 Oct 2014 Shanijua
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 Oct 2014 Shanijua
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My hairs stand on edge
as I sit at the edge of my seat
I didn't think it would come to this,
but you lie, you're full of deceit
Yet I still wait, wait, impatiently wait
Grasping your back and protecting your heart,
saying "it's all going to be alright,"
But you refuse to acknowledge that
The suddenly, my nails aren't digging anymore
And your flesh is gone but so's your bone
And my tears are falling to the concrete floor
I'm all alone once more
hold on
Trapped in my head
Thoughts I should've said

Words drawn like an artist
This paper is my canvas

The art of written form
My pens creating a storm

Scribbles so energetically
It just comes out poetically

The start of a verbal creation
Ranting and letting out frustration

Written out to sound vocally
Just the way I like my poetry

I'll ask just one question...
Have I made an impression?
Well, have I?
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