J.p. & R.e.
28 April, 2003
Author: Leah06
You say you all know me
Together for 3 years
But you still don't know
Why I cry all of thease tears.
My mom found out today
Some stuff I have been doing wrong
But none of you know how bad
Let alone for how long.
It all started in 5th grade
With my class mates at Valley View
Calling me fat, ugly, and cow
And taunting me too.
Back then it didn't really mater
I was young and I didn't know what to do
But now I am a lot older
And dumber too.
See after thease 4 years
I have gained more and more weight
Even after all I tried
Mtself I began to hate.
I couldn't stop the pain
Unless I ate and ate
But then I found a cure
1 month right down to the date.
I knew all of it was wrong
I paid attention in school
But I was scared to be around others
And show myself in a pool.
I didn't like it much
It caused even more pain
But at 14 and 230 punds
I just couldn't gain.
Bulimia and Anorexia was my key
Even thought the lock wouldn't fit
I just had to find a way
I was tierd of that Shit.
No one really noticed
Which was great for me
I lost 15 pounds in a month
But how much more unhappy could I be?
I never told a soul
I know no one even had a clue
I kept it from my teachers and friends
And my family too.
I became so unhappy
I just wanted to die
Every little thing
Would make me brake down and cry.
The only thig that kept me alive
Is this web site from which you read
So I told two friends on it
And they did a wonderful deed.
Jordan told me to stop
That I Don't need to be this way
That he loved me as I am
In every single way.
When Ryan heard me say I wanted to die
He said you can't I love you
And if you killed yourself
I will do it too.
This all stoped my actions
I just broke down and cryed
The key in which i posessed
Rusted, cracked, and died.
My life is coming back together
Thanks to these two
Ryan and Jordan I love you.
------- Author's Notes -------
This is a true story. I wasnt really Bulimic or anorexic i just did it once in a while. None of my friends at school even knew. And none of them still do. My mom told my doctor so now i am in therapy, counseling, and sycology. I havent |
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| ryan (24.153.177.14) -- Friday, May 2 2003, 03:18 am thanks babe how come you stopped talking to me though you need to keep telling me your life story much lov, ryan |
| Leah06 (12.232.5.189) -- Saturday, May 3 2003, 02:15 am Yea i didnt stop talking to you, i have just been really buisy. And my writing has gone down the s*** hole and so things just are getting worse. There is nothing interesting about my life so there is no need to tell you about it. I am glad you liked it. This is the only one i really didnt want to post but i did. I am not geting many complements though. Kinda weird. Oh well... |
| Seizure (216.47.215.144) -- Saturday, May 3 2003, 09:28 am What makes you think your writing has gone down in quality? I liked this one a lot, though I was surprised by some of it. Your writing came out extremely blunt... much like someone else I know... it kinda "feels" like a new style from you... but I still enjoyed it a lot. I had a girlfriend that was bulimic (before I got up with her)... it didn't do anything for her other than provide bruises on her fingers where she put them down her throat. She got desperate and started on crystal meth. She lost 130 pounds quickly and her eating habits got so bad she was hospitalized for a while. What makes it so bad, is now that she's the size she wanted to be, she's still shoving those fingers down her throat... I think it's a type of "addiction" I don't understand... I think if you have any control over it what-so-ever, it would be in your best interest to try your hardest to break it. Otherwise, the state might take you like they took Gina. I visited that place several times and it seemed like a really bad place to be... I think you deserve better... break it if you can... |
| Roy (64.12.96.46) -- Saturday, May 3 2003, 12:21 pm Leah my my sweet Leah my my, I called out unto heaven for just one little twinkling star and the heaven opened up like Moses parting the sea. You did not fall from that heavenly domain but spoke softly revealing your name. Leah my my with tears of joy I got on my knees to thank God and His Angels for the gifts of this twinkling star to put my universe for all my friends to see and captivated they have become with my sweet Leah my my. She sang out a song of poetry breath that is like a soft summer breeze, "My My sweet Leah" I never stood up from prayer upward to thank God for my twinking star Leah my my please don't ever take your your light from my heart for you took away the darkness not just for me,my my sweet Leah my my. |
| Justus Isaiah Richardson (152.163.188.161) -- Sunday, May 4 2003, 11:59 pm We live in a superficial and shallow world. I talked to a minister friend of mine about this kind of thing once, because I have a friend who's nearly fifty and I've never seen him with a girlfriend. He's overweight, and not exactly a Brad Pitt when it comes to looks, but he's a better human being than I have ever known. My minister friend illustrated by putting several gift wrapped packages on a table and told the group to pick one. We did. Each of us picked a package which was aesthetically pleasing to us. The last one to pick was stuck with a tattered box wrapped in, what looked like paper from a grocery bag. It was the plainest package on the table. The minister gave us permission to open the packages, which we did. In each package was a rock, except for the plain package. Inside were two front row tickets to an upcoming Neil Diamond concert. That little tattered box turned out to be the most valuable package on the table. Leah, you don't have to be thin, or look like Britney to be beautiful. Who you are and what's inside makes you beautiful. I've been with girls who look like Britney. All they're about is the package. I got what I wanted from their package and then dropped them like a rock. Girls like that are nothing but entertainment for guys. Girls like you, we say I do to. Just be you Leah. Justus |
| Leah06 (12.232.5.189) -- Monday, May 5 2003, 04:03 am I think i know that now...but then again im not so shure. I like being me but somtimes being me isnt enough. For some reason, the only nice gyes are the ones that are far far away like deleware, texas, or even iowa. I mean come on. Thats not fair! Everyone i meet out here are all yea and i dont know, it seems the gyes i fall for are the ones ill never be with even if they go to my school. Thanks for the wisdom |
| Leah06 (12.232.5.189) -- Friday, May 30 2003, 01:56 am I poasted this poem because this was my way of taking all of this stuff of my chest. No one at my school knows this stuff. In fact i dont even think anyone reads my poems anymore. I just wanted to add that i am fine now and i am glad nothing serious happened. See there were thease people at my school and most of all on this website who are always there for me and i am really thankful for all they have done. I never went to any doctors because the truth is i never needed them. Poetry and the people on this site and a few friends of mine helped me understand that i am special, and smart, and beautiful because i am myself and nothing else. Now i am doing better in school with only one b instead of 3 and i am more friends and they always make me smile. I thank everyone for reading my poetry and listening to what i have to say. Thanks for everything! |
| shocked (205.188.208.138) -- Saturday, September 6 2003, 09:08 pm i'm shocked. you should have told me. we've been through so much together, and i never knew. i cherish you leah, and your one of my best friends. i cannot think about losing you, because that's what buleimia does. i should know. that was me. |
| Leah06 (12.232.5.189) -- Tuesday, September 9 2003, 11:52 pm i didnt result to bulimia, i tried it never became part of it. Im sorry you didnt know. But you never asked. And i didnt tell because knowing the poele i know, it would have been known by everyone. I hope you still like it! |
| shocked (152.163.252.97) -- Thursday, September 11 2003, 12:06 am i've been looking at alot of your poems, and i do like this one. |
| Leah06 (12.232.5.189) -- Thursday, September 11 2003, 02:42 am Im glad you like it! |
| wasa (62.254.64.9) -- Monday, February 16 2004, 11:48 pm i thought after reading this that it was boring |
| Leah06 (206.110.20.2) -- Saturday, March 6 2004, 12:30 am if you could tell me why you thought it was boring, that would be great, you cant just make a comment like that without explaining yourself. |
| Meridian (205.188.208.106) -- Saturday, March 6 2004, 04:33 am I hope you never continue Bulemia, that's very terrible. LeahO6, you're a very strong person and can conquer anything! And I'm glad to say you're at that stage now! You make me proud of your accomplishment! God Bless You and Take Care! |
| Leah06 (24.5.241.141) -- Tuesday, March 23 2004, 01:29 am Thank you! Im alright now. |
| Luisa (213.235.52.74) -- Thursday, April 15 2004, 05:08 pm Leah its seems to me like you are putting yourself down again. The poem is beautiful and it sent chills down my spine when reading it(in a good way). Keep being true to yourself and you're an inspiration. |
| Lisa (213.235.52.74) -- Thursday, April 15 2004, 05:49 pm Leah, people are trying to do as you asked and that is to give their opinion of this poem. You seem to be attacking the opinions, instead of respecting peoples opinions. Dont take offence, at the end of the day you're a strong person so listen to your own mind, but appreciate others too :0) |
| Leah06 (206.110.20.2) -- Wednesday, May 19 2004, 10:32 pm I am glad you like my poem. Ummm i didnt attack anyone. So i dont know what you are talking about, please clarify so i can understand where you are coming from. Leah Kendall |
| Dreamer (4.227.41.69) -- Wednesday, May 19 2004, 11:19 pm the 2 comments Lisa was referring to were removed. |
| Martin Vann (4.244.96.153) -- Thursday, May 20 2004, 12:21 am When you wake up, look at the sun, then look for a flower, and see how it has done. Then look at the stret, view its gutter. Life is a choice, and its time for you, to decide. You know, who I am, but these words do not come from me. I can not make the sun shine, or turn into thee flower that you are, locked up in your thoughts. Only you, with the courage, my words share with you, can show what is in your heart, now, my daring, bloom into the rose, that your are! UM |
| Leah06 (206.110.20.2) -- Tuesday, May 25 2004, 11:29 pm im not quite sure i understand. how can i become a rose when i dont have the sun to help me grow? Please make me understand. |
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