I’m full ( empty ) - inspiration eating disorders awareness

Inspiration eating disorder awareness 

When I look at my myself , staring at my fade,

Tears pouring like rain, arms in an embrace,

My thoughts scatter all over the floor ,

Arms in prayer, I can’t do it anymore ,

Grey skies haunt my shadow in the sun,

Dark shadows take my power I’ve won, 

The voices  compell my sanity ,

The voices in her causes voice profanity,

People judge my body and heart,

Inner thoughts rates me apart,

I’m hidden in the mists of my struggle ,

I’m missing a piece to my puzzle ,

My body is a distorted view,

I’m hiding my pain, if only you knew. 

( drawing and poem made by me ) 

What I was ....... long ago

I was there not to long ago ,

But I didn’t know a lot though,

About what I was or who I am,

And how to survive life’s traffic jam,

I was strong not to long ago,

took a while though ,

For me to develop strength,

To walk life’s long length,

I was young not to long ago,

When All I wanted was happiness though,

I was young and not ready ,

To become an adult and get unsteady,

I was clueless long ago,

When I had no worries though,

I had guidance and dreams,

But nothing is ever as it seems ,

I’m older now compared to long ago,

Even though, 

The same person didn’t change,

My life got re-arranged 

A Flash

One breathe and I’m gasping for air,
Another blink and the tears are there,
One moment and the vision was gone,
Another hour and it’s almost dawn,

A second, a minute I’m out and up now ,
 fast moving picture and I don’t know how ,
The vision got me so frozen to the core,
So confused  and wanted to know more,

A hour later it’s morning now,
And I can’t seem to allow,
My mind to go back to a few hours ago,
It’s all mushed up like dough,

It hits me and I’m on the floor,
It hits me as I’m Out the door,
I’m blocked from the night,
It hit me like a lighting strike

A dream (muse)

I drifted off into a dream,
Where life is nothing like it seemed,
The colors were vibrant and bright,
And the stars stayed the night,

The dream felt oh so real,
Nothing like reality,but I feel,
Like the sea met the sun,
And the dream was fun,

The only time I got confused,
Was when I saw my muse,
I wondered if this was reality ,
Questioning my sanity ,

The dream was something more,
Than a open door,
It brought me clarity,
In this unfamiliarity.

God’s Tears

The rain comes pouring down,
It’s like god above has a frown,
Raindrops fall like tears from my face,
Empty space,lonely need an embrace,

Trees swaying in the rain left and right,
Listening to the thunder in the night,
Pattering on the windows drops of rain,

Rain fall soothes the mind,
In the darkness we find ,
The reasons why raindrops fall,
The cry of god calls them all.