My perfection

by jade   Nov 22, 2005


Dear Ana
You make me feel so worthless
you make me hate myself
your just like an addiction
i cant beat you Ive given up
i starve for my perfection
but it only makes it worse
you wont let me rid of you
i cry myself to sleep
so many young victims
fallen for you in defeat
my stomach urns in anger
my eyes fill in with sad
i hate my in perfections
but i hate you even more
i think of you each day
when i go to take that bite
i wish id never met you i wish you would just die
tho this is all i have for you i just thought id let you know
please just leave me in piece so i can be whole again
and till next time i bid thee fair well

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  • 17 years ago

    by Lovely Bones

    " in perfections"

    ^Should be "imperfections"

    I like the personification in this poem, and how you 'talk' to Anorexia. Good job.. good descriptions. But I sincerely hope that it's not true!

    Take Care and God Bless,
    Sarah-Joy

  • 18 years ago

    by jade

    Thanx so much

  • 18 years ago

    by BleedingAngel

    God, sonuds just like my miserable life, my two best friends Ana and Mia....Just can't get rid of them!!! Love this poem, cause it's something I can relate to. Hope that you can beat this in time....

    Hugs Sabrina

  • 18 years ago

    by Vegetable

    Very intresting. I like it, Except it sounds like you were trying to rhyme, but not quite there because there are sort of scattered rhymes, which takes away from the overall smoothness, this poem has potential, good work.

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