Ana- Ed

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Self harm/Suicide

11/12/01



I'm loving this can't you see

The hunger shooting throughout me

I feel so great I'm in control

A few more pounds I'll reach my goal

I watch the weight just melt away

I'm thinner now, than yesterday

You say you're worried I don't eat

I feel so light, I'm getting weak

You see my ribs; you'll see my bones

As I'm exploring thee unknown

I've been fasting for a week

And yet I'm feeling at my peak

You say I look already dead

Like I've not woken from my bed

And that you're worried,

I may die

Ana told me you would lie

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Deticated to "someone" I'm still envious of today: Ana, herself.

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Ste Ryan's picture

I read a few of your poems, and this one stood out as one with some real talent. I like poems that rhyme, because I can't write ones that dont (I'm unsure if thats a blessing or a curse...) anyway, the feelings expressed in all of them are great, keep up the good work and comment on some of mine if you aren't busy.

Ste

Sarah Reinbold's picture

Hey, thanks for posting comments to my poems, I appreciate the support.
I was looking at some of yours, and this one stood out in my mind, even after I looked at others. I really like this one. You capture the insicurity and despare of wanting to be thin. This used to be me too, thank God I'm not like that anymore. Keep writing, I can see this was written a while ago (from the date) and taht you've written more. Never stop writing when you enjoy something.
~Sarah