Warm & Fuzzy
12-02-2004, 12:30 AM
So, I decided to write a poem tonight 'cause I didn't want to study for tomorrow's govt test. LOL. This took me only an hour and I haven't written a poem since forever, so please don't beat me over if it isn't any good! It's supposed to be about my ED (eating disorder), but I didn't want to make it apparent that it's about my ED, so I didn't mention food or anything, LOL. Please tell me what you think. Your opinions matter to me. :)
==========================================
CHANGE
12/01/04
Every time I look upon the winter's sky,
I find it the same as it was in July.
Oh how I wish things could be as predictable all the time,
like the music of carols and sleigh bell chimes.
But I know this is unrealistic,
for life itself is far from simplistic.
One thing I know for sure, though, is that things change.
Give it a second, and your whole life could be rearranged!
Yesteryear I was a mere child.
I carried out my duties, beholden with smiles.
But during the morning hours of last June,
I started to think of myself as a buffon.
From that day on, I vowed for a better me.
I was going to change myself, no matter the fee.
For a moment I thought I had everything under control,
but soon after, I realized that I had lost my body and soul.
As I whithered away,
I suffered in misery day after day.
I disregarded my friends and sought isolation.
I pushed them away as I gave into temptations.
I've longed kept things confidential, making matters worse.
Tell me! What have I done to deserve such a curse?
I can't imagine how many gallons of tears I've shed,
but I can almost guarantee that it's enough to bury the dead.
So now I speak in December,
with no more hope to glow than chimney embers.
Yet I await for a miracle as the clock strikes midnight.
Indeed, I still have a chance to set things right.
I'm determined to reverse all the damage I've done,
for I have ran for too long, and have no other place to run.
I will make things predictable, like the winter's sky, and the music of carols and sleigh bell chimes,
because I know for sure things change with time.
==========================================
CHANGE
12/01/04
Every time I look upon the winter's sky,
I find it the same as it was in July.
Oh how I wish things could be as predictable all the time,
like the music of carols and sleigh bell chimes.
But I know this is unrealistic,
for life itself is far from simplistic.
One thing I know for sure, though, is that things change.
Give it a second, and your whole life could be rearranged!
Yesteryear I was a mere child.
I carried out my duties, beholden with smiles.
But during the morning hours of last June,
I started to think of myself as a buffon.
From that day on, I vowed for a better me.
I was going to change myself, no matter the fee.
For a moment I thought I had everything under control,
but soon after, I realized that I had lost my body and soul.
As I whithered away,
I suffered in misery day after day.
I disregarded my friends and sought isolation.
I pushed them away as I gave into temptations.
I've longed kept things confidential, making matters worse.
Tell me! What have I done to deserve such a curse?
I can't imagine how many gallons of tears I've shed,
but I can almost guarantee that it's enough to bury the dead.
So now I speak in December,
with no more hope to glow than chimney embers.
Yet I await for a miracle as the clock strikes midnight.
Indeed, I still have a chance to set things right.
I'm determined to reverse all the damage I've done,
for I have ran for too long, and have no other place to run.
I will make things predictable, like the winter's sky, and the music of carols and sleigh bell chimes,
because I know for sure things change with time.