My poem - "No Food"

[seekinghelp]

I wrote this poem in May of twothousand one, in the beginning stages of my ED, but I wrote it mainly because of the ED's I witnessed through my older sisters.
I hope you can read it right, so it makes sense - it is meant to be - like one thing links to another. Just wanted to share!

No Food
No Brain
No Brain?
No Mind
No Mind?
No Heart :love
No Heart?
No Love
No Love?
No Happiness :happy
No Happiness?
No Comfort
No Comfort?
No Rewards
No Rewards?
No Successes
No Successes?
No Confidence
No Confidence?
No Fun
No Fun?
Only Sadness :sad
Only Pain
Only Hurt
Only Anger :mad
Only Confusion
Only Loneliness
Only Hurting Others
Food
It plays a big part in what life you have
No Food
No Life

[Sweet Sangria]

:love I love it!

It's beautiful. :stars

[JolieAnn]

:love Seeking :love

:flower Thank you for sharing that. I would say, at least for me, your poem sums up exactly what my E.D. has done to me. Do you write often? I would love to hear other stuff. :flower

[believeyoucan]

:hugon heather :hugoff

wonderful! i'd love to see more of your writing!

[seekinghelp]

Thanks for the input. I haven't written for a while, but I do have a little journal where I write poetry and stuff. It's kind of fun to read what you wrote from an earlier time.
:love:love:love