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Athena Sep 2015
Build.
I was told that woman are made to build.
But wait...
What if I told you that my gender identity was as messy as raindrops as they hit the ground?
What if the only thing I can build are stanzas in some wanna be poem.

Yes, I do have a ****** but I bind my ******* so tightly I cannot tell the difference between breathing,
And a panic attack.

I am not a woman.
I am not the type.
I am your type.

When I am asked what I would like to be when I grow up,
Isn't it sad that that the first thought that occupies my mind is,
"I want to be a man.."

My mother pushed out her precious baby girl and keep in mind I had a brother.
Have a brother.
*** and gender are two completely different things, darling.

When someone asks what I want to be when I get older,
I will say a carpenter.
Because at least then I can build myself to be a man.
From the ground up.

But for now I will have to settle for pecks made out of metaphors,
And the thought of a ***** as long as my lyrics.
Would you still love me if I was a man?
If not,
Then have fun choking on my poetry.
Athena Sep 2015
"I love food too much to be anorexic.
Thats the thing,
Anorexics love food.
But with anorexia,
Food is no longer,
Texture,
Smell,
Warmth,
Energy,
Taste.
Food becomes numbers,
Calories,
1000.
800.
600.
200.
Until Calories,
Become chemicals.
Sugar Free Jelly,
Pepsi Max,
Low fat ice-cream.
...
NOTHING.

Anorexia is not about a love,
It is about a hate.
An over-whelming hatred.
For your body,
For your faults,
For yourself.

Starving is merely a symptom.
Too many work out sessions is merely a symptom.
Your thoughts are a poison.
Not your acts."

My name is Athena Grace and I have battle anorexia for 4 years.
I am 16 years old.
At the age of 12 years old my idea of beauty was constructed into something toxic.

On my 12th birthday I was 5'2 and a beautiful 134 pounds.
On my 13th birthday I was 5'3 1/2 and a sliming 112 pounds.
On my 14th birthday I was 5'5 and a stick thin 100 pounds.
On my 15th birthday I was in the hospital. I was 5'5 1/2 and 89 pounds.
On my 16th birthday I was 5'6 and 118 pounds.
I am halfway to my 17th birthday and I am 5'7 feet tall and 105 pounds.
I was getting bad again.
I refuse to get bad again.
I am my own savior, and that is what I have learned.
I will recover.
I will never look at food like you do, but that is okay.
Athena Aug 2015
i am nothing more then a taboo,
god i just need a friend or two.
Athena Aug 2015
"Life was a punch in the jaw and you were the pack of ice I needed."
But remember, we have a very complex relationship.
We are both poets, destruction is what we are known for.
But in reality,
They should call us carpenters.
We tear down, yes, but we also rebuild.
Better, stronger, our feet planted on the ground.
Your feet planted on my mind.
Frostbite,
That is what  you gave me when you just would not let go.
Yes I needed an ice pack but not everything can be cold.
Your veins frozen solid,
Antartica in your heart.
I was so used too being frozen over that when the sun came out I thought I was burning.
I was burning.
The frost already bit me,
But all I want is for you to hit me.
Hit me with your words one last time.
I do not care if you spit razor blades,
Your poetic phrases will fill the room.
Coat me with metaphors and philosophical ideas like I am the Aristotle too your Plato.
When you are done I will spit fire like a dragon.
After so many years of being frozen,
Im sorry baby,
I do not know how too treat a burn wound.
Please do not take my words, they are the only thing I have.
  Aug 2015 Athena
Disappear here
maybe in 10 years we'll bump into each other

we'll catch up on all the time we let run away

and how desperately in love I was with you

and we can laugh about how we broke eachothers hearts.
though something tells me you'll be around for a while

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