Comments : Lifeless

  • 17 years ago

    by emad

    U just descried the life
    what can u do ? just deal with it
    good work

  • 17 years ago

    by Karma Hope

    Hmmm, this poem had me thinking, it was really good to see you to put yourself fully in there shoes and tell a story with this poem. Great work..
    Karms.

  • 17 years ago

    by Misstress

    Thought provoking piece.
    Ive enjoyed reading it..
    5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Sweet lig

    What a nice story poem hehe... well keep it up i give it 5/5 i know this is nice

    god bless

  • 17 years ago

    by Robie Lincer

    Amazing write!
    it was a good poem!
    sad but amazing!
    keep it up!

  • 17 years ago

    by twisted reality

    Wow. This seems like a version of my poem 'Just Me,' but with a lot more detail put into it. It's great! I loved it! ^_^ It had so much emotion, and you did a great job on saying how it would be like. =) 5/5 xoxo

    Samantha

  • 17 years ago

    by Michael D Nalley

    This poem was well thought out and has a powerful content. if i was your editor this is what I would do with it

    Trying to scream
    for help; calling for someone
    to pick my lifeless body up.
    No one can save me from
    this problem, a problem I‘m
    always trying to fix.

    Time and time again
    I go through everyday
    feeling like a huge
    mess that doesn’t belong.

    Trying to make myself
    fit into their world,
    a world where everyone
    is loved; not pushed
    aside just because of
    size.

    Having such a low-esteem
    about myself; no matter
    what I try, I keep
    being a fat mess.
    Going through all
    these ideas in my
    head, telling me I
    must become like them.

    Would do anything just to become a hottie, even
    If I have to put my
    life at risk. I’m going
    under, under a world of
    pain.

    Thinking it was ok,
    ok to miss a meal
    but then it became two meals
    and so on...
    Couldn’t help myself
    from doing it.

    Now I keep feeling so
    week, so week I cant
    even stand up, falling down to
    many times a day.
    Everyone can notice
    that there is something
    wrong with me.

    I have fallen for the
    last time. Can’t feel
    nothing no more, all I can
    do is to see everyone looking
    at me in the floor.
    Trying so hard to scream for
    help but I cant.
    I can hear my heart
    beating less and less.....
    Now I ‘m dead, I have become
    a ghost. I’m hovering
    over my dead body
    seeing a lifeless body
    and my parents and
    doctors around me.
    Hearing the last words
    Ill ever hear " Your Child was Anorexic"

  • 17 years ago

    by Becky

    First off I'd like to say that this is a very powerful and emotional poem. I could picture the htings you sad happening, the not eating and then finally the consequence. Second I'd like to say I'm sorry that you had to go through that, it's very hard and I want you to know that I'm here if you ever need to talk. 5/5

    lots of love
    *~*Becky*~*

  • 17 years ago

    by The Lonely Rose

    Wow...thts sad...but i liked the poem though..keep on writing!

  • 17 years ago

    by JAZMINE A C

    This poem is hot i give u a 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Arcane Blondie

    Wow....really sad poem; this is one of those topics that is really hard to write about, but you did a great job with it. It caught my attention at the beginning and held it the whole way through---Great write! 5/5 Stay Strong, hun =D

  • 17 years ago

    by Kristina

    I can defiantly relate to this poem. excellent jon on it! 5/5

    ~Kristina

  • 17 years ago

    by Kristina

    Job*

  • 17 years ago

    by Kristina

    Job*