Welcoming Starvation

by ♥ no_one_knows ♥   Apr 24, 2006


A fragile body and a tattered soul,
food untouched in plate or bowl.
Sunken eyes glazed over from restless nights,
Once glowing skin now ghostly white.
Slowly dying, now weak and frail,
Barely alive, now weightless and pale.
Self-destruction in the slowest way,
Away from food she wills ehrself to stay.
Denial of huner, welcoming starvation,
Ache in stomach and heart, constant frusteration.

*Will write more*

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  • 17 years ago

    by Noname

    I really love thiss.
    i loved the way it ryhmesss.

    pretty sweet =D
    IM me sometime
    xxsweetadiction

    muchoo love && keep it uppp

  • 17 years ago

    by waking up inside

    I love it.

  • 18 years ago

    by Mona

    Wow I love this poem! It's so fantastic, I loved the flow and everything. It's definetely a masterpiece. Very well done.

    Title suggestions... erm *thinks*
    --Welcoming starvation---

    That would have been my choice =)

    Keep up the good work!

    Lotsaaaaaaaa love
    -xxx-

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