Self-Inflicted

her sunken eyes see fat where there is only skin her body withers when pain is self-inflicted the cure is soul-forsaken Written 1/24/2016 for the Contest of Anthony Slausen
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Devnath  Avatar
February 16, 2016 at 5:18 PM
Congrats on your win my lovely friend,bl
Kimathi Avatar
February 9, 2016 at 5:30 AM
Hi Andrea. Congrats on your placement in the contest!!! ;-)
George   Avatar
February 9, 2016 at 12:14 AM
A very deep tanka, Andrea. Anorexia is really a cry for help from a lost soul.
A   Avatar
February 8, 2016 at 10:03 PM
Andrea, Congrats on your "Self-Inflicted" Win..... LINDA
Inman Avatar
January 29, 2016 at 10:10 AM
Deep meaningful write.
Marcum Wong Avatar
January 29, 2016 at 12:30 AM
This is a powerful piece which has an important message Andrea. Excellent! #7
Thirtyseven Avatar
January 28, 2016 at 7:50 AM
Ooh this is haunting.
A. Sharma Avatar
January 28, 2016 at 4:33 AM
U really hv power of words Andrea.. Gl in contest!
May Avatar
January 27, 2016 at 8:37 PM
Sometimes the mind warps our views...powerful write
Nunez Avatar
January 27, 2016 at 8:56 AM
A sad truth which the person really has no control of...it's great to know there are now ways to address this issue. Wonderful tanka, Andie.
Austin Avatar
January 26, 2016 at 2:02 PM
I can identify. I was a fat kid and told so by my brother and others. The image is slow to leave. Though your measurements are good to great, you still see yourself as fat This is damaging to social relations. I will try to stay in touch. A big hug, daver
Makama Avatar
January 25, 2016 at 1:08 PM
I quickly rushed to this poem because it seems so familiar with one I composed today (The Title only) and I am not disappointed at all. Great lines, beautiful craft and an outstanding 7
La France Avatar
January 25, 2016 at 8:57 AM
Andrea, you have captured within a few words the devastation of a condition so deadly, many suffer with this body image problem, excellent poem, best of luck in the contest ~
Walker Avatar
January 25, 2016 at 8:07 AM
Powerful write. Thought provoking words.
Bauer Avatar
January 24, 2016 at 4:19 PM
great title and perfect description of a sad disease...
Kendrick Avatar
January 24, 2016 at 4:16 PM
Sad to see someone with anorexia nervosa..Great way to express the illness..Reads like a winner to me..Thanks for stopping by..Sara
Trifiatis Avatar
January 24, 2016 at 2:27 PM
Profound, dear Andrea! You remind me ...your name is Greek! Excellent writing!
Scars Avatar
January 24, 2016 at 12:33 PM
Wow, this is perfect for the contest Andrea..Good luck it will be on the winners list girly :) *smiles* -luloo
Andresen Avatar
January 24, 2016 at 12:01 PM
- It is terrible to see ..... and really painful for themselves - A sad topic, well written Andrea - Luck in contest - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Chircop Avatar
January 24, 2016 at 11:57 AM
Anorexia is a terrible illness indeed, and so hard to fight those voices that keep telling the persona , He /She is fat.. An excellent tanka dear Andrea.
Anish Avatar
January 24, 2016 at 11:39 AM
This poem tells an all - too - common sad tale. I noticed you were careful in your use of syllables for this tanka. Good luck in the contest! Peace & Love Matthew Anish
Davey Avatar
January 24, 2016 at 11:27 AM
I agree very dark and I love the last sentence makes it as if there is no way out of whatever it is if that makes any sense, Thank you I enjoyed it very much!
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