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Jan 2011 · 1.1k
Anorexia
Anony Mous Jan 2011
This fear
Is nowhere near
Anything I have experienced before
Leaving me shaken to the core
Wretched and poor
Happiness no more

This pain
Attains
Nothing  but lies
Watching my spirit die
While everyone is standing by
Receiving countless irritated sighs

All I know how to do is fail
My bones are so frail
Fresh thoughts have grown stale
My insecurities come at me like hail

I'm sorry I turned out this way
All that is pure has gone astray
I realize it's not okay
The more and more that I decay

This isn't who you wanted me to be
I am anything but happy and free
I never wanted this, you see
But it's these profound insecurites

I apologize
I know you put that pain in disguise
When I bombarde you with lies
Causing your anxiety to rise
You can't hide it, I can see it in your eyes

I tried and I tried
To keep you satisfied
Was it so hard to comprehend the words that I cried?
In you
In this life
I no longer confide
no structure or anything, just a poem I jotted down a very very long time ago that expresses the feelings that I kept bottled up.

— The End —