Voices

When she looks in the mirror,
She doesn't see what you see.
You see,
Skin and bones,
The sunken face,
And dark circles under her eyes.
She looks in the mirror
and sees just the opposite.
She sees a girl,
With to much fat here,
And there,
And her body figure is not perfect.
You tell her to eat,
And that she's way too thin.
The voices in her head
Are saying
If she eats she will gain,
And be way too fat to be loved.
She has been told countless times ovr.
You are special,
Unique,
And loved by all.
On the othr hand
The strong voices shout,
You are worthless,
and plain,
You don't deserve any of their love.
This child
Sh needs your everlasting support,
And LOVE.
continue to tell her she's a special,
worthwhile person,
undeserving of this terrible disease.
The rad to recovery will be a bumpy one,
wth many curves,
steep hills,
an valleys.
With love and support from all
She will again realize she is loved,
and wanted.
You may feel your words
of hopeful strength
are sounds she isn't listening to,
But your words will soon
build up in her head.
ad conquer her evil thoughts.
She will soon blossom,
and live a life of
LOVE,
and laughter.
once again.

Kiss

Point your lashes down,
and you can picture my face-
I'M SMILING.

Open your mouth, speak with your heart,
and you can see my soul-
I'M WAITING.

Place your arms around my waist,
and you can embrace my uncertainty-
I'M SHAKING.

Press your lips against mne,
and try to catch me-
I'M FALLING.

A Poem For A Friend.

you're the sweetest guy i know.
and i wanted to let you know.

all of the times we've shared,
have showed you really cared.

the walk down the street,
while stompin' our feet.

that time on the tele!
when i laughed from my belly!

when you thought it all came to an end,
i was there just to be a friend.

one day we'll tackle and hug,
but for now it ends with a shrug.

you're an amazing cook,
you should write a book.

well this is coming to the finish.
i hope you're not skiddish.

i'll soon write more.
but for now, BONJOUR!