Stay Strong xxx

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic

This is some random poem I wrote cuz I was thinking of my good friend who moved away from my town. I was really worried because she had a major eating disorder problem, and she moved from a small town in Canada all the way to San Francicso, California. She is homeschooled, so she never leaves the house and constantly tortures herself and there's nothing I can do anymore...

Her world consists of pain, hurt and misery
Constantly trying to find a way to be skinny
From anorexia to bulimia, she’s tried it all
Worst part is I can’t even help her; all I can do is watch her fall
 
It’s hard to help from so far away
She won’t even listen to anything I say
I’ve tried to help her, to change her old ways
But she’s still in this mess, stuck in this skinny craze
 
I love her like a sister; it’s so hard to see her like this
The starvation and pills and acids make her feel in complete bliss
Constantly in pain because of some new cut
How can she do all this, she must feel the wrong in her gut
 
For 5 years this has been going on, it’s all been such a blur
I wish there was more I could do, like be a better friend to her
She’s gotten so bad she’s forgotten how to even smile
Seems like her new best friends Ana, Mia  and Ed decided to stay for a while
 
For a while she tried to fight it, tried to heal from this disease
No matter what she did, it only seemed to increase
The drugs and alcohol and smoking only got worse dude
After every meal, she’d run to the toilet and out would come all her food
 
People say she’s selfish, as she digs deeper into this hole
Sadly, they re right in a way, she’ll hurt even herself to achieve her goal
She thinks that her cuts and bruises complete her life
When will she realize happiness can never come from a knife?
 
I try my best to attempt to help convince her
Nothing anyone said makes a difference to her
This painful and miserable life quickly consumed her
She says the cutting and drugs all help relieve her
 
She’s clearly in pain, I can see it in her eyes
88 pounds she wants to be, slowly falling to her demise
She has no flesh left; it’s all skin and bones
What she fears the most is food, let alone sticks and stones
 
We hardly talk anymore, in the distance we’ve grown far apart
I blame myself; I should have tried harder from the start
I’m honestly afraid to ask what her condition is like now
I will not stop believing in her, and I will find a way to help her...somehow...


Submitted: September 08, 2010

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XtreMe me

oh my word...g0sh this is so sad but horribly true...this is wt the youth of today face!

Mon, September 27th, 2010 6:07am

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yeah, so sad :( i know it's so messed up!!

Mon, September 27th, 2010 6:14am

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