The Mirror Lies.


This is a reworked old post of mine. It was brought to my mind by Victo Delore’s post Proximity.

The Mirror Lies
Look in the mirror what do you see
 I see a skeleton pleading with me.

You do not see that, you see rivers of fat .

If you let this go on you’ll be dead and that’s that

How did this happen how did this come to pass.

Why do you feel no one loves you, if you would only ask.

Was it a neurotic mother who showed the way

Counting calories and eating less day after day.

She treated you as she did herself it is no wonder now

That you have developed this curse.

Was it the adverts we see day after day

That you see while you are at play.

What drives a child younger than ten

To vow to herself she will not eat again. 

Did the children at school taunt you and say

“little miss piggy just go away ”

They did not mean to hurt they did not know

That those words would cripple you so.

I say they the were innocent but that might not be true

For children can be unkind and don’t care about the damage they do.

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It changed the image the mirror shows you

You watch as the fat piled on , but only in your eyes was it true.

Now it is nearly too late

The pleads and entreaties for you to put on some weight.

Just simply fall on deaf ears

And as you slip away  your gums bleed, full filling our worst fears

Was it your boss who shattered your confidence by making a careless remark 

About eating too many cakes that caused you to a  binge and vomit course to embark.

Sadly it is all or nothing for you,

Sadly my love it will be the death of you too.

It may seem like a mountain to climb

But please take my  hand and except my love, your running out of time.

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Mothers and fathers what ever you do

Make sure your children know you love them and make time to spend with them too.

Teachers  and government  make sure that healthy diets are taught

And evil nasty bullies are dealt with as soon as they are caught.

We need our children and our young people too

We must guide them and love them as they need to see we are true.

We will never stop the adverts  on TV, posters and press

But we can talk to our children and tell them these models are just there to impress.

The rich cats are just out to make money


They don’t give a damn about anyone honey.!


So I reach out my hand and offer some hope

Every one is beautiful in their own just remember you are loved and we can help you to cope.

Beauty is skin deep what is inside is what is key

The soul and heart dictate what you should be.

You cannot chase the perfect body all of your life

You will have to give up so much as you will not have time to live life.




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Misery Go Now

The  window is open  so is  the door

Get out now I don’t  want  you  anymore.

Take  the heartache  take  the pain

Get out  my sight  and don’t  come back  again.

 

Your hands  are  cold  your heart is  too

I know  you don’t  care  your cold blood is blue.

You  hate  happiness  you hate  joy

You are  mean  and evil. Everything  you touch  you destroy.

 

Shall I name  you  shall I  shame  you, or do you not care

Your  name is  black , you name  spreads heartache  everywhere.

You  shed  bad  memories  in your wake  all you  ever do is  take

The  very sight of  you  you burns  my  gut  and make  my soul  to shake.

 

Misery you love  company, once in your  hold  you never  set free

You turn all that is  good  rotten, like  the ivy round  the tree

Sucking out  all the life and  strangling freedom

Leaving  just hopelessnes , lost  and  alone.

 

The  window is open  so is  the door

Get out now I don’t  want  you  anymore.

Take  the heartache  take  the pain

Get out  my sight  and don’t  come back  again.

Finally Redemption and Hope

For  all the  years  she had  wondered out in the world  alone

Never  did  she  forsake  the hope  that  she  would  find home.

A suitcase  and  a rose  her only  possessions

Outcast, untouched  by  life’s  procession.

 

Centuries  past  and  she  never aged nor gained peace

Hiding  from the sun, trapped  by night.With no release.

Little  Vampire  they took your soul

Gave  you  the  night  to play in  but never  made  you whole.

 

No tears  can flee  those  beautiful eyes

Eyes  that  never gaze on  blue skies

Pale  skin that  never  feel the  gentle warm touch

Of  the golden sun, that you still miss so much.

 

Those  who have  crossed  your  path never live  to tell

You  take  their life’s  blood  and  it prolongs  your hell.

You long  for warmth  that you vaguely  remember

To  skip in fields with others like  that long  ago September.

 

I think  you have paid  for  your  past sins

We need  to  take  you  back to where  all this  begins.

Too see if  we can find  your  soul

To bless  you and  make  you  whole.

 

If  you  will just  step into  the  Sun’s heat

Take  my  hand  and  we will your  saviour  meet.

It will only  take a minute  for  you to burn

Then  born again,  God’s  love  your learn .

FanFoFeb : Stress and then Madness

My head is  full of anger  my  head is full of fear

I feel  so stressed and strung out , what  the hell is going on here.

Today  should of been a breeze  today  should of been a doddle

But  now it’s all gone pear shaped and my brains have all began to coddle.

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Madness Nonnette

~~~~~~~~~~~

Hands reaching out to trap me fast.

To secure me in their misery.

Holding me down drowning me.

Loving it hear them sing

Enjoying my drowning.

Wanting my soul

Pain their goal

Swallowed

Whole

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