hi again!
my name's bren, but i'm also known around as friendlyghost, snowballinhell, or gumbylove...
this is my new blog.. comments are all welcome!
for today:
found this poem in a book on eds...
dialogue
a skeleton walks held erect by stalks,
by strings of sinew, huge knees on view, jutting bone.
each step's a marathon.
don't fuss, get lost,
leave me be, i'm fine.
bones strain from paper skin
streched taut, as scraped by a knife.
rings slither, slide on fingers
grimly holding onto life.
no, i won't. here at eating
now i draw the line.
brilliant, dark with pain eyes stare
past sustenance of body, soul,
see only black, bleak, lonely, bare,
see only night and melanchole.
can't you see how gross i am?
so fat and overweight?
all around the voices speak, echoing daily-day,
whispering, hissing, sighing,
deceitful words to kill the mind,
insinuating, clever, lying.
i mustn't eat, i don't deserve
the food that's on my plate.
hunger makes me strong to fight the ones who'd make me big.
controlling food is all i own. give way? i'm just a pig.
you can't love me, why do you lie?
tasting, feeling, means i've failed. i really want to die.
bren
Current Mood: 
depressed
Current Music: elliott smith.. almost alll the time...
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