Wake up, it's 6 AM
Time to measure my beauty
On a scale of 1-10
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Let's buy make-up from the mall
Wretching into my secret keeper
I blow chuncks like I blow tissues
Results! Results! I post the
Pictures. Boys rush to my side
Carry my books and open doors
Hop in the car, it's 3 PM
School was harsh,
My BF's been cheating
I heard comfort could be
Found in a bottle of corona
The party's hot, I swear it is
I dived right in, had a dozen
Can't remember how I got home
Woke up on the front lawn
Spewing beer from my gut
It's 11Pm, Not very hungry
Mom and Dad are doing all the eating
Eating their words, that is
One packed their bags and left
Didn't even say good-bye
Desperately wanting relief, I hold the
Needle. Just one time won't hurt
Ecstasy is my friend now
It could be yours too, now
I pass the needle
12 PM, the cuts on my arm
Look like tiger stripes
I found my dad's old
Razor. Surely he won't
Miss it
Let 'em think I'm
Starting a new trend,
With my elbow-high arm
Warmers. I can smell
The crusty sores through the fabric
My quicksand's quicker
Than most. What started
As fun is no more play
I have addictions
Yes, more than one
Could I have avoided this?
I sit in my own hot mess
Where's the way to the throne
Room? Can't I just enter into
Freedom?
Author notes
based on another story
Comments
-
Wonderful
I loved this! I gather from what Brian has said and from reading some of your other work and comments that this isn't about you but written from this perspective, I think it is wonderfully done.
I loved:
"Wake up, it's 6 AM
Time to measure my beauty
On a scale of 1-10
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Let's buy make-up from the mall"
this is truly something that us girls all to often get way too caught up in. Beautifully put.
I am not familiar with cutting, personally, only because people weren't doing it (openly anyway) when I was in school, a loooong time ago, but I think that you have summed up teenage strife, and dilemma accurately, and beautifully. Well written!
oh yes and I love the way that you have used a time line here, it works so well with the poem, again well done!
-
-
thanks! i appreciate the comment
-
-
Oh man!
What a message. I hope, no I'm sure I know you well enough to know you did a great job of seeing things from this perspective without knowing from first hand experience. I do don't I? Yes I'm sure that's not the Grace I know. This may have a few issues with rhythm here and there but they aren't serious. I'll study it and see if I can come up with any suggestions. There are a couple of typos. Estacy is Ecstasy and tiger stipes you missed the r. I just noticed the authors notes. I thought I knew better. Good job. I entered this before I was ready. I like the way you progressed through the different stages of the struggles this teenage girl faced. From trying to fit the ideal look/size to going to partys then seeking comfort from her problems by so much worse means. I'm afraid most people don't realize how serious this problem is or how often it happens. You've done a great job. Keep up the good work.
Adding your comment:
