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Could I make a recomendation
Said the woman to me
I recommend you let go, move on
Life goes on living, sorry
i continied to look at the floor
Then went about my day
This is what I thought
Of those words she had to say
I recomend
That I can change the past
I made a different decision
There never was a crash
I recomend
he never left that day
Told me he had a problem
He needed help do whatever it takes
I recomend
she never went down there
She came right home from school
We're doing each others hair
And I recomend
To never let them go
Keep them near your sight
Memorize everyday
She gave her recomemdation
She just didnt know
Each moment makes you remember
Their never ever coming home.
EDDIE CUNNINGHAM Mar 2013
Life is all about turn about
Trouble can capture you in an instant ain't that true?
What would you do if only a peom was a logical way to express
emotional greaditude and convey a message of that and this
love is only hopeful if giving live and a good foundation my recomendation
is love yourself first and love will follow and find you in a better mental place
you are your only hope for survival
and your rival will fall in your thoughts and focus on you its all you have!
Focus
Steven Muir Mar 2014
I.
It is beginning
to be whispered now.

II.
"She's sick,"
and indeed
they're right.

III.
Spilling it
like spilled coffee
the world's most used
psychoactive
they all scatter in awkward
worry
for safety of someone
they care nothing for.

IV.
Do they really believe
that I am
a different human being
then I have been for two years
now you know I'm sick

V.
Because I am ill
because I cannot eat sometimes
and others cannot stop
because my body cannot get enough food
it doesn't know how to process half the things
I put in.

VI.
Because I am ill
because I cannot sleep sometimes
and others cannot stop
because my body cannot get enough rest
it doesn't know how to shut off the thoughts
and sink.

VII.
I get asked
"Do you have an eating disorder?"
because I am so skinny
there is nothing to me
I am not more then
Ninety-eight pounds on a good day
I have never been
one hundred.

VIII.
No.
I do not
have an eating disorder.

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