Sweet Emma May

Sweet  Emma May  has  gone  away

No good  searching  you won’t  find  her today!

Gone  and  no one knows where

And  in truth  not  one of  them gives a care.

Life  got  too hard  for Emma May

Her  lonely  struggle  every day.

At work  she was  friendly  but  quiet

A pretty  girl  but  always  on a diet.

All her life sweet Emma  May

Had  struggled with the weight  that  would  not go away

People  always  teased her with names

At school she  was taunted  and shunned  from games.

Boys  and Men used sweet comely  Emma May

She  was good  for  a fuck  but they always walked a way.

They did not want to take her out where they’d  been seen

But  in her room , the  office  or  car  they appeared so keen.

Binge eating  always  comforted  sweet Emma May

But the guilt  made  her sick and she’d  flush it  all away.

No one  knew  that she was so ill or that  she had hidden cuts

Cuts  that  bled  and  took the pain away from her  soul  and guts.

Tired and lonely Emma May  took the razor  and cut too deep

She  did   not  stop  the  blood , she was too tired, she went to sleep.

Lonely sweet  Emma May from sleep to death  slipped away.

Her little  body  in a pool of  blood  was found  the next  day.

Sweet  Emma May  has  gone  away

No good  searching  you won’t  find  her today!

Gone  and  no one knows where

And  in truth  not  one of  them gives a care.

FanFoFeb, Why Don’t you see me.

No one listens no there is no one to care

They wouldn’t notice if I was not there

I am so hungry but I will not eat

I can’t gain weight that would be defeat.

 

Mum won’t listen she is too busy with her latest date

When they get drunk he corners me and does thing I hate.

Dad is too busy with the  new baby and young wife

Where oh! where do I rate in their lives?

 

I am so hungry but I just can’t eat

If I gain weight then it would mean defeat.

Just some left overs in the fridge and cheese cake

If I just eat that , then sick I can myself make.

 

I am not hungry, I shall eat later,I will take it to my room

I am so tired , I have no energy, I need to purge soon

Lock the door her boyfriends  round again

He smells and he’s brutal and he causes me pain

 

No one listens no there is no one to care

They wouldn’t notice if I was not there

I am so hungry but I will not eat

I can’t gain weight that would be defeat.

 

 

 

 

Slipping Away

slipping away

It was true everyone said she was slipping away, drawn and thin and her eyes were always so red. Slipping away, disappearing a little more each day. The talk of her friends and family she is slipping away.Why can’t  she see .

Wasting away, the spirit all gone she is so painfully thin what on earth is going on.  Pushing us all away , friends, family and workmates more and more she retreats every day.

Eating when no one is there, huge amounts of rubbish food, chocolate, pizza or ice cream she does not care. It does not matter to her it is true. It momentarily lifts  her… then she will sick it all up, she knows just what to do.

Loathing, loathing she hates herself she will never be good enough she knows that, she has been told so, for years all her emotions ironed out and slapped flat! Bullied at school, abused at home no wonder she hides her past. She is sure if  her friends knew they would all leave and she’d be all alone, and fast!

Her teeth are all rotting,  her body wafer thin her eyes are so black you could drown if, too closely you looked in. Slipping away, disappearing a little more each day. She laid on her bed and spat at her demons as she gently slipped away.

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