A poem.

Jun 26, 2008 23:19

A short poem that refers to something I have lost a lot of to this disease. It's funny, the things you find yourself missing.

Possibly triggering.

Collateral Damage )

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lifegoesnowhere June 27 2008, 04:45:11 UTC
I really like this. It's interesting the things we take for granted sometimes.

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ladyamalthea_88 June 27 2008, 06:55:10 UTC
a few years ago i loved to read (still do) but was always compelled to pace laps around my house while reading. this kind of reminds me of that. and everything else an eating disorder distracts one from besides. anything else enjoyable or productive.

anyway really nice piece.

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t3hlorax June 27 2008, 07:30:12 UTC
when I was in the worst of the eating disorder (I now consider myself recovered) I couldn't read at all. I also couldn't be on stage without getting out of breath, or sing without feeling nauseous from breathing heavily. EDs can take away so much of what makes people happy - it's hard to focus on a good book when you're still counting the calories you ate that day.

this is a very good poem. and I sympathize, I think, if I understood the meaning correctly. and if I didn't, well, that's okay, because poetry has different meanings for anyone who reads it.

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oh_how_absurd July 3 2008, 21:36:26 UTC
Amazing.

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