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 May 2013 Tammy Cusick
Anna
mirror
 May 2013 Tammy Cusick
Anna
Turn the mirror closer
So there is nowhere to hide.
No veil of explanation
Just what cruelly meets the eye.
Feeding yourself lies
Day after day
Searching for any way
To alleviate the pain.
Swept under the rug
Hidden from the light
Danced around on toes
But tripped over at night.
Searching for a way out
The easiest of ways
Hoping for the best
And waiting for the day.

But the day never comes
And the numbers pile high
And I’ve been standing all alone
Can’t even say goodbye.

Don’t tell me this is the end
When it never even began.
All I wanted was to have you
But that I never can.

You never wanted love
Just something to fill the hole
Where your heart once beated
Before your soul grew old.
i wish i were a chemist,
so that i could hypothesize
& limit my attempts &
my experiments in futility

so that maybe, I could
tell you that your mere
presence was a catalyst
to my volatile elements

provoking reactions,
left & right, endless
explosions in my head
& mostly, in my chest

or that you tasted like a
antidote to the mundane
bringing me back from
this quiet complacence

i could drink your tonic,
swallow your smoke,
& devour your scraps
like a starving bulimic

or how your poison
made me slip, drip like
mercury, through your
skillful & soft fingertips

like sodium, this persistent
salt that refuses to quit
from my veins, a reserve
remains after the detox

or why i would oscilliate
between the alkaline &  
the acidic, never quite
stabilizing at a safe degree

if i had know all this,
i would not have played
alchemist, concocting
a worthless elixir of life
The first time I skipped a meal, I spent the night with a gnawing pain in the pit of my stomach.
The first time I cut myself, I threw up at the sight of my own blood.
The first time I made myself sick, I cried.

The first time is always the hardest, but it only gets easier after that.

Years down the road now,
I can see the beauty in what I've done.
The breath-taking wonder found in decay.

Tonight I sit on the pavement
outside my apartment.
My fingers curl around the
rusted chain-link fence.
Sharp edges of broken wire
left cuts not nearly deep enough
on my arms when I squeezed
through the hole next to me.

I don't live anymore than the metal at my back.
Just like the fence I am merely existing.

Months from now,
my kidneys will run
the risk of failing.

Already my teeth are
stained and eroded from
stomach acid.

My bones knock against
one another from shivering,
and the pavement underneatth
me chews at my tailbone.

When someone asks for a picture of me,
I give them the grainy photograph of the hole in the fence.
Just like it I am rusting. Breaking down piece by piece.

There is beauty in dying. In the natural course of slow decay.

When doctors ask me
why I did this to myself,
I will show them the scars
on my stomach.
I'll show them my
barren womb and
protruding rib bones.

I'll tell them that in trying to be perfect, I found what we're all really looking for.

I discovered that we're
born to die, and that
the beauty of life is
our slow descent into
the darkness of death.
Writing exercise #3 from my creative writing class.
 Feb 2013 Tammy Cusick
r l
You
 Feb 2013 Tammy Cusick
r l
You
You 
You're like a storm
Bringing rain and destruction
Then leaving after you're done
Looking back at all the chaos you've caused
You 
You tricked me into thinking you cared
Until you found out how I felt
And you left
Like it was no big deal
You
You ignored me
Ruined me
You stopped talking to me and started talking about me
You
I loved you 
Now I  hate you
I was so stupid to think that you would ever be mine
I felt so dumb that i couldn't get you out of my mind
You
 You fooled me
Abandoned me
I still loved you
I missed you,even though you were never mine
You
You hurt me, left scars
But time heals all wounds
I've gotten over you,but not the things you've done
And I don't think I ever will
Sorry,wrote this quickly so it's not the best. :/
It's slow dancing with you
in the middle of the street,
or talking about our future
in the backseat.
It's watching movies
in the living room,
or slowly kissing you
in my bedroom.

It's playing outside,
or riding in your car,
it's listening to music,
or just counting your scars.

It's being with you
that made me comprehend
why people search for love all their lives
and why they cry, when it ends.
 Feb 2013 Tammy Cusick
Liam Dierl
I'd rather be dead than be naked in bed
She said

I'd rather wear clothes and leave naked my head
(I mean) He said

I'll take up a lover when I'm no longer red
(I guess) They said

If only another wanted only to wed
Was said

But I will have *** if I'm sheltered and fed
We said
The word lover

Is all

Is beautiful

Emerges on soft sheets

Gentle to touch

Soars

Takes refuge

Among plain words

Caresses

Persuades

Seduces

Haunts

Words

Dream

Activa­tes vibrant

Lucid

Imagination

Gains access to

The essence of

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 Feb 2013 Tammy Cusick
Elanaa
Locked up
Held in
Call the preacher for all of your sins

The lord cant solve your problems There permanently there
Etched in you like a canvas
You numbly stare

Oo bite the bullet
Bottle it up
Theres a bomb inside you
And its blowing up

Forgive me father
I have sinned
Fighting battles trying to win
Fighting for freedom
Striving for truth
But the true monsters their inside of you

Yeah there deep inside of you

So tell me
How do you slay the beast
When the beast is within me
Will it absorb the best of me
Or take my pain away

Fight your demons
To find your soul
Do it quick before they swallow you whole

Every day is like walking thin ice
Any move could be your last
So you better think twice

Forgive me father
I have sinned
Fighting battles trying to win
Fighting for freedom
Striving for truth
But the true monsters there inside of you

Yeah there deep inside of you


Swallow the unforgiving truth
See what the demons have in store for you
Fate its impossible to chase

No matter how you try
You cant erase
The future drawn for you
What youll have to face
This song is about my struggles with anorexia. Hope you enjoy. Please give me any and all comments you have and BE HONEST thanks!
All I've ever wanted

is a hug and a kiss,

a shoulder to lean on

in times like this.

Funny how life is,

I can't stand to see myself now.



So if you wanna love me

just show me how,

because I didn't know then,

and I don't know now.

I'll just keep waiting,

for the right one

                   to come

                          around.



Sound,

      sweet sound,

             can you hear my words?

Fill her ear,

       with a sweet song,

              since all my words just hurt.



Caught in the moonlight,

                    that comforting touch

     yet again,

               again,

                   I've thought too much.

A telltale tome of the telephone ringing,

      spurred sad singing to a somber melody

Of solace,

         silence,

             and sadness.



Silence thickens into walls of solitude

'Round this tender heart I hold on tethers

Searching for a light in the darkness

A sun to be embraced by the empty depths of a damaged soul.
I remember the  rainy summer days -
my feet caressing the clean stones,
each and every of the simple ways
of walking on the copper tones
of our sunsets.

The air was sweet and mild
and I was running freely, careless
my hair was flying wild
and I was wearing my mother's dress
Fluid soft silk - and orange tinted
with Japanese roses printed.


I kept on falling
for it was too long,
My skin was drowning
in the salty drops,
and life was growing
bold and strong
breathing.

The road had little lakes,
I can see it clearly now -
my present gently breaks
in front of their muddy scent -
I feel these clothes too heavy,
These sunsets incandescent...

How I long to feel again
That innocence so dearly;  
To get off this villain train,
and run away from this mess

Wandering freely,  
Wearing my mother's dress.
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