cassieann_69 | Entries tagged with poems

Its morning and
I trace my fingers across my bones
Just my daily reminder
That I'm the one in CONTROL.

From the way my hip bones jut out
To my stomach concave
There are the things
That get me through my day.

I think my bones are beautiful
And that my thinking is clear
But everyone keeps telling me
I'm gonna disappear.

I look at the woman in the mirror
And she still looks kind of thick
But everyone who loves me says
That's just because I'm sick.

I know they wish I'd want to get better
And I truly would like to be healthy
But if I couldn't feel & see my bones everyday
I just wouldn't feel like me.

Cassieann

Bones, bones
Oh, how I love them so
And oh, how sad I'd be
If they did not show

They are fairly concealed
during the day
But at night when I lay down to sleep
I feel them, I count them,
It is the sick secret that I keep

(7/11)

I wake up every morning
finding comfort & securtiy in my bones

I'm sure it's because this is what I control
and that I always wake up alone.

*Cassieann 8/20/11

It's early Saturday morning
there's a thunderstorm outside
Gracie barks at the thunder
and goes under the covers to hide

She couldn't get any closer
unless she climbed down my shirt
These are scary sounds to her
That she doesn't understand won't hurt

The storm is ending
the thunder is going away
Gracie peeks out from the covers
still not sure if she should stay

She finally comes out, lay's on the bed
and stares out the window
where everything seems safe
So back to sleep she goes.

Cassieann 7/11

I think about him all the time
In my heart he will always be
But I wish I could get him out of my brain
So I could finally be free

He used to be my prince
And I thought would be forever more
I used to be his princess
But that...there is no time for

He's all wrapped up in other things
Things that do not include me
But he says he will always love me
And his one and only princess, I will always be.

Cassieann 07/30/11

She's just a girl who doesn't know,
she's already beautiful
she hates herself
for everything thats wrong in life
Looks in the mirror to criticize
She'd rather be beautiful than alive.

- Faces w/out names

You're waving
very slowly,
from the other side
of the glass door,
you're waving good bye
as your heart is breaking.
Then turn & walk away
as we both know
you must.

My Alli she has a wild side,
but a good girl she can be.

This seems to be a side of her,
that her father doesn't see.

Does he really think, all her intentions are bad,
and that none of them are good?

As her father I would think, he'd know better,
or maybe I just think he should.

I know her track record
has alot of bumps along the way,

But who says that everything
remains the same?

I think if they could stop dwelling on the past,
trust a bit, like me-

The good & maturing side of Alli
they would see.

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