Without all our little ties we may fall apart

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Just a poem


I love writting poetry. I've been writting it for years. Not much going on today, just waiting for Monday to hurry up and get here. So I'll just share a poem I wrote about my ED after a purged a few nights ago.

What I'm becoming,
is nothing comapared to what I've been,
every time I look in the mirror,
it brings me back there again,
and I just want to be empty,
I can tell everyone's judging me,
it's the way they look when I walk by,
the only place they don't look is in my eyes,
I feel so ashamed,
but I'm the only one to blame,
standing in my own vomit,
things will never be the same.

I was feeling pretty terrible after my sister and parents had picked me apart. When it comes down to it I don't want things to ever be the same. I will never go back to the way I was. Just the thought disgusts me.


  1. Hey darling, I'm doing an ED themed poetry project for my Lit class, and I'd love to use this poem if you gave it a title! <3

  2. It's called Always Changed, I forgot to include the title but yeah if you use it let me know what you get on the project. (: