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"evenutally" poems
I sat on my bathroom floor, body shaking uncontrollably. I had just thrown up another meal, I couldn't stop it from happening. "Oh yes, dear mother, the food was delightful…" Little did she know, that nothing I ever ate, stayed to be digested. People might ask, why would she do this to herself? Well, she might answer: There once was a girl who wasn't the tiniest, the prettiest, or skinniest, who longed to be someone else. She weighed 130 pounds, although one might not think this as heavy, all the other kids did. She was bullied and called names: she was fat and ugly. Evenutally, there came a point to where she broke down. Becoming what she is, was the best decision, she'd ever made…but laying there on the bathroom tile…she wasn't sure.
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Dec 17, 2013
Dec 17, 2013 at 12:49 AM UTC
Mother's Meals I Never Ate
Depths concealed behind the drapes of Impossibility, Treasure chests locked up under the restrictions of Vision Travel a location none other than the Ocean, To unveil the beauty of wild Secrecy Drift into the limbo dimension, Of baby blue instead of white Letting fate evenutally take control To carry into to a Bottomless pit A pit where only Darkness resides Bred by the colors of all light, A simple absurd nature
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Jun 20, 2013
Jun 20, 2013 at 10:46 PM UTC
Stream of Unconciousness