They say keep fighting
All these wrongs that I've been righting
What's left, left in these writings
In the dark looking for lighting
They say keep fighting
A war which there's no winning
The boundaries are only thinning
I was love in the beginning
They say keep fighting
I don't feel!
Like a paraplegic
I fed my love to bulimics
It hardened me, made me strategic
But I say keep loving
Not everyone will be deserving
Paradoxical when you're hurting
But even seeds grow after buried.
I say keep loving
I know it's a haystack but be a needle
Love of self and another's equal
Hurt people just hurt people
So we need to keep living
I put a halo on you like a blessing
Sentenced myself from the lesson
Forgot love and was regressing.
No! I need to keep loving!
My wall encloses my enemy
Avoiding pain is what kills me
My account of death resurrects me
To love is to start living
We idolize Netflix and chilling
We say "Eff love" and it's soul killing
Because we’re love but we stopped giving
To live is to start loving
Categories:
bulimics, heartbreak, inspirational, love, strength,
Form: Rhyme
Always do they eat
Never have they eaten
They do not conjugate
Verbs that make them thicken
Categories:
bulimics, body, image, sympathy,
Form: Ode
Consuming your words
trim the fat from my waistline
like anorexics
The empty calories
in your words turned my face to shame
like bulimics
Your words like junk food
made me unhealthy
as the years pass by
My thin darkened skin
wrinkled having no luster
awaits death
Empty calories in your words
took a toll on my soul
crushed my spirit
Now one foot in the grave
one standing firm in life
I continue to strive
Categories:
bulimics, depression, health, life, sadwords,
Form: Free verse
I try to keep optimistic
By breaking dishes and filing insurance for new ones
I try to be light-hearted
By laughing at old people...just cause their old
and brittle bones are funny
I try to love by keeping in contact with recently jailed convicts
Hell! they need love to behind steel bars love is jail
I try to be a good daughter by cursing out my mother's good intentions
Keeping optimistic is the key to not driving ones self so crazy...
That even straight jackets start to look chic
So come!... Laugh with me in vanity and disrespect
Imitate the anorexics by waving cheeseburgers
Stall the bulimics by locking them out the bathroom
Watch them digest
Ha HA HA Ha ha ha !!!!!!!!!!!!
Categories:
bulimics, funny, life, love,
Form: Free verse