Here I Stand
A Poem About Eating Disorders
Here I stand. A shadow of my original body. I decided to listen when I was called fat. And now I am all skin and bones. I am dying. I refuse to gain weight and I refuse to listen to people. Cause here I stand to show what this world does to a normal, healthy person. And I stand here no longer healthy. All my bones showing. I’m always cold and I know my organs are shutting down. This is me and I will change. Cause fat is healthy. Skinny doesn’t show how healthy you are. You need the fat to protect you. And I will show it no matter what people call me. Cause here I stand.
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If all the world seems tough to handle just close your eyes and drift away to a land where dreams are made. As you sleep and look around all the pretty things you found. When you are all ready to come back to us just open your eyes and fade back here. Back to the land where you were born. Cause all the pretty things shall be yours someday but right now it may seem too hard to handle. Just do what I once told you to. Just close your eyes and drift away to a land where dreams are made. And as you sleep look around at all the pretty things to be found. If you only remember one thing that I have told you. Make it be this one wish I have for you. When all is tough and too much just close your eyes and drift away to a land where dreams are made. Cause all the pretty things that are found will calm you down and make all seem right again. And when all is right I will be here waiting for you to open your eyes and fade back to the land where you were born. Just know I love you so very much as you close your eyes and drift away to a land where dreams are made.
By Teresa Mathers2 years ago in Poets
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