Because Im not a skeleton by anasmorbidhunger, literature
Literature
Because Im not a skeleton
I'm not a skeleton,
But that doesn't mean, I'm not dying.
I wish I could tell them,
About the war in my head.
I make it look like I eat,
But I wish they could see through that.
I'm starving myself, I know it.
But they don't realize it, they don't want too.
Part of me wants to get better, but I can't.
I'm losing control,
I did 3 years ago,
But they don't want to realize it.
I'm screaming out to them,
But they don't hear me.
Mom thinks I eat more than what I say I do.
But I don't.
People don't realize I'm sick,
Mentally and physically.
Because I'm not a skeleton.
Their ignorance hurts,
But I can't get them to understand,
I wish I could tell my mom,
Why I cry,
How she thinks I eat,
But I don\'t,
I wish I could tell her about
the war inside my head.
I wish she understood my Anorexia.
Cheri Nichols June 16th 2002
Alone Inside myself by anasmorbidhunger, literature
Literature
Alone Inside myself
Alone, crying inside.
Darkness.
Wanting to be listened to,
And understood for once.
Scared and hopeless.
Unsafe and Unsecure world.
Anger and Hatred,
Is all I feel anymore.
Why is there so much,
Beauty and Individuality?
It\'s all so cruel.
Angry and confused sitting alone,crying.
I am wandering why I'm still here.
Life on earth is terrible for me.
I wander how or when I will feel better.
I sit here and fight the urges,
But I feel I can't fight them anymore.
Slowly I walk to my closet,
Reach down and take out my razors.
I sit on my bedroom floor crying.
Alone,wanting to be held and loved.
I bring the razor up to my arm,
And slowly move it down,
Toward my elbow,
Watching the trail of blood,
Following where the razor;s edge had been.
I look at my cut and start to feel releived,
And in control again.
I go and put the razor back.
I sit on my bed and cry,
The next
Little Girl Personality by anasmorbidhunger, literature
Literature
Little Girl Personality
I have a |fear| of being alone.
But I always push |people| away.
Beacause I dont want them |getting| too close.
And breaking down the walls, I built around my heart.
If they did, they would find out the real |me|....
The real me is a |lost|, crying, scared 8 yr.old little girl.
Who built up walls to |protect| her, When her brother hurts her and her stepmother screams at |her|.
I had to |protect| her.
But now I wish I was |that little girl| again and not Ana...
I have a |Personality| Disorder.
Because Im not a skeleton by anasmorbidhunger, literature
Literature
Because Im not a skeleton
I'm not a skeleton,
But that doesn't mean, I'm not dying.
I wish I could tell them,
About the war in my head.
I make it look like I eat,
But I wish they could see through that.
I'm starving myself, I know it.
But they don't realize it, they don't want too.
Part of me wants to get better, but I can't.
I'm losing control,
I did 3 years ago,
But they don't want to realize it.
I'm screaming out to them,
But they don't hear me.
Mom thinks I eat more than what I say I do.
But I don't.
People don't realize I'm sick,
Mentally and physically.
Because I'm not a skeleton.
Their ignorance hurts,
But I can't get them to understand,
Current Residence: Ohio Favourite genre of music: Alternative Rock/Metal Personal Quote: "I'm in recovery from being fat...Now I'm gonna be an Anorexic Pill Junkie." -Penny
I really need to find an Avatar for this site....everything that I make that is 50x50, I dont know how to make it a GIF image. Can someone please help me?
thanks,
Chéri
Well I'm sure you get some pretty retarded comments but I don't think mine are moronic. Just because I said that people are going to be confused if you don't clarify some things doesn't mean I haven't progressed mentally beyond the age of 12. You are rude. You're the one who opened yourself up to lots of negative criticism. This is the internet you know.
Maybe you should put all of that as a disclaimer. And I already know what an EDNOS is. People are going to continue to leave comments like mine if you don't explain your reasoning for mis using terms and if you don't give the pictures you've stolen the credit they deserve. Also, most of the pictures you've posted are hoaxes. Why have a deviantart account if you're just going to show off other people's pictures? I mean yeah you have your own poems on here (I hope) but still it's a bit strange.
Quit stealing other people's photographs. None of the pictures of the anorexic girls are yours. And judging by your stupid little antichrist pictures you're not even suffering from an ED. You're like a pro ana mia groupie for fuck's sake. Quit making a mockery of the people that are actually suffering from this DISORDER. That's right it's a disorder. Not some trend that you can latch on to in a pitiful attempt to make yourself seem more interesting or "troubled".