I write a little nowadays.. so here you go everyone, all of my poetry, up to date.
To fear or not, i cannot see
Revealed in shadow, yet hidden by light
power to the future spawned from the past
pain and suffering leading to unkown joy
only to be responded with more pain
we seek the past for comforts to make it further
but we must forget it all and remember
the future is now.
The light... it is the
feeling you get when
you do a good deed? or
is it the spirits or
your ancestors that
help strengthen you? Can
it be contained? Is
it the utlimate good?
The only one who knows...
is the light...
Is love true? O
Sickening and ugly is what " normal " weight is.
I must be skinny...I'll only eat this, this, and this.
That's what the voices told me.
They said " You are ugly you must stop eating so much and exercise more"
I listened to them and now I'm in the hospital
I look like a skeleton and I'm always being watched
The doctors feed me meals three times a day
"It took forever!" My family told me
Four years later I'm home with my family and I'm normal again
Then I started pinching at the skin on my stomach and it started again
I was taken to the hospital again but it was too late
" Theres nothing we can do." The nurse kept telling my family