Prisoner

unedited unreviewed rough draft

a prisoner in this cell

but the guard is away.

so i build up my strength

and ignore all the pain

but a dream invades my sleep

and a scream escapes my mouth

back, runs the guard

and opens the door.

her boots echo in the cell

as she pulls me off the cot

and her fists hammer my body

her feet attack my skin

theres nothing i can do

but let her beat me up again

Prissoner by Kaitlin Tormey is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.

Disgrace

not reviewed or edited yet. this the rough draft

in the mirror, a refelection

of a talentless girl

who will never be perfect;

shes not good enough.

the mirror writtes

fat all over her body

the mirror screams

shes nasty and ugly

the mirror points

at all of her flaws

the mirror laughs

at how stupid she is

and it says girl

ur rotten and foul

and your hair is a mess

ur nose is too crooked

ur cheeksare too fleshy

and look here my dear

youll never be pretty.

and a tear rolls down

her too fleshy cheek

past her crooked nose

and lands on the floor

the mirror laughs

and goes on

those shoulders are small

but to far apart

and he bones beneath ur neck

are covered in fat

ur chest is to distanced

ur ribcage to wide

ur arms are flabby

wave hello

but they wont say goodbye

and your hands looks swelled

and the whole yuckyness

sticks to the shoulder

the mirror stops

for a moment just for a breath

then comments on the middle

it finds so obese

it says what are you doing

playing the role

of a fat pot bellied pig

in your highschool play?!!!??

good god its discusting

good grief your so obese

and those hips oh those hips

with layers of fat

and oh my your bottom

could fill up three chairs

and the thighs are so wide

they need three more chairs

 they rub together when you walk

and jiggle like jello

ur so fat!!!

where are your knees?

maybe under all that fat

while your calves

our as big as a cow

theyve sucked in your ankles

and rest on your feet

my god you fat bitch

your past hope

your obese

go sit on your butt

and watch more tv

kee[ stuffing your face

you fat little pig

your such a lazy bum

you sit there all day

its made you what youve become

a sickening sight

a terrible fright

an obese pot bellied pig

or a whale on the beach

that ate one bit too much

you fat little bitch

get out my face

im gunna be sick

if i keep seeing your face

take that fat body

take it away

i dont want to see it

YOUR SUCH A DISGRACE!!!

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Cards On The Window (version one)

cards on the window
flowers in a vase
a girl in a bed
with a child like face

the monitors beep
the oxygen flows
her pulse is weak
her bones all show
she hadnet eaten in so long
she puked everyday
she knew it was wrong
but saw no other way
she cut up her wrist
to add to the pain
clenching her fist
in fear and disdane
but her body couldnt take it
and so it gave up
she fainted in class
and wouldnt wake up

cards on the window
flowers in a vase
a girl in a bed
with a child like face

now a nurse checks her vitals
he boyfriend holds her hand
a few friends are there
near he rthey stand
pain in their faces
fear in their eyes
tears fall,one paces
and all of them cry
outside the rain ours
a sad and gloom day
the church bells ring
and everyone prays
her bf whispers in her ear
telling her to hang on
with his voice full of fear
he hums her favorite song
thouggh in a coma she lies
he knows she can hear
inside she fights to stay alive
he watches his love

cards on the window
flowers in a vase
a girl in a bed
with a child like face

the monitors beep
the oxygen flows
shes no longer asleep
tears down her face flow
she holds her loves hand
refuses to let go
beside her he stands
shell live an dhe knows
he hugs her gently
tells her he loves her
she hugs him back weakly
she loves him to

and cards on the window
flowers in a vase
a girl in a bed
with a child like face



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Cards On the Window (version two)

cards on the window
flowers in a vase
a girl in a bed
with a child like face

the monitors beep
the oxygen flows
her pulse is weak
her bones all show
she hadnet eaten in so long
she puked everyday
she knew it was wrong
but saw no other way
she cut up her wrist
to add to the pain
clenching her fist
in fear and disdane
but her body couldnt take it
and so it gave up
she fainted in class
and wouldnt wake up

cards on the window
flowers in a vase
a girl in a bed
with a child like face

now a nurse checks her vitals
he boyfriend holds her hand
a few friends are there
near he rthey stand
pain in their faces
fear in their eyes
tears fall,one paces
and all of them cry
outside the rain ours
a sad and gloom day
the church bells ring
and everyone prays
her bf whispers in her ear
telling her to hang on
with his voice full of fear
he hums her favorite song
thouggh in a coma she lies
he knows she can hear him
day after day
he watches his love

cards on the window
flowers in a vase
a girl in a bed
with a child like face

the monitors beep
the oxygen flows
her heart doesnt beat
her blood doesnt flow
her wish came true
she finaly died
her life is through
shes in heaven now
but her bf cries
he starts to scream
the darkening skies
please let this be a dream
he grabs her hand
holds it tight
doesnt want ot let go
as the nurse tries cover her up
and take her away


cards on the window
flowers in a vase
a girl in a bed
with a child like face

the funneral arrives
her love just stands
wishing she were alive
as he breaks down and cries
in the rain by her grave
her true love remains
her, he couldnt have
but without her life wasnt the same
so he dug a hole
beside her grave
six feet down total
and he lay down

and cards on the wondow
flowers in a vase
an empty bed
with sheets of lace



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Again

step on the scale again

pray the numbers low

pull out the mesuring tape again

pray for one inch less

count the calories again

pray you didnt eat to much

turn the stereo up again

pray for the horror to stop

bend over the toilet again

hope it all comes up

excersise again and again

work off one more pound

stand before a mirror again

wish youd tried alittle more

stare at your reflection again

wish you could be pretty and thin

fall on the bed again

u pay for beuaty with tears

hurt yourself again

pray for it all to end

stare into the sky again

feel the pain you hide within

stare at the food again

u want what you cant have

hear the voice in your head again

scream please go away

send a prayer to god again

your tired of living like this

stare at a magazne again

u dont look like them

step on the scale again

the numbers still the same

lock the bathroom door again

do what the vouce tells you to

kneel down on the floor again

u dont want to be fat anymore

face down on your pillow again

u want this nightmare to end

pull out the journal again

calculate the days sins

stare at the razor on the floor again

this war you will never win

pick up the razor again

you will make it all end

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Picture Perfect Imperfection

staring at her reflection
picture perfect imperfection
her ribs clearly defined
pale skin clings to brittle bones
shes still to fat
kneeling on cold tiles
with a finger down her throat
purge the evil from her body
fill the soul with darkness
only blood is left
she curls into a ball upon her bed
tears ran down her cheek
she hates the monster inside
distorting truth and telling lies
shes all alone
shes feeling cold and sick
her bodys begging for food
but food wont touch her lips
as long as the monsters there
she cries
her vission is so blurred
pain sears through her heart
her head is spinning wildly
her body then goes limp
shes fading away



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Monsterous Creature

she lays her head down every night

prays she'll never see tomarrows light

her eyes are heavy with sleep

it won't be long again before they weep

as she lays beneath a sheet

she hears the sound of the monsters feet

her skin prickles at whats to come

she pleads to god let it be quickly done

the creature climbs into her bed

she starts to shake from toe to head

the creatures fingers glide over her skin

beginning the acts of a terrible sin

she feels her cloths ripped away

theres nothing she can do or say

monsterous hands steel her innocence

theres nothing to use for her defense

the creature got what he came for

and placed his feet on the cold floor

foot steps left but not her fears

she felt to hurt to shed her tears

she lays waiting for the dawn

her inocencense was lost and gone

and with it went her soul

burried in the deepest hole

inside she feels compleatly dead

on her tear stained pillow she lays her head

not even safe in her own hope

in the darkest realms her mind is doomed to roam

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Suicide

Got a blade got a knife
tonight i plan to take my life
im not afraid of death
nor the pain of all those ive left
ive lost all my emotion
forgotten my strong devotion
lost all desire to live
to this world theres nothing i can give
i am useless
i just cant take this
im slipping falling
ive fallen im crawling
my soul no one can mend
for my heart this is the end
im to depressed
way to stressed
to go on
you wont be sorry when im gone
and im not sorry that im leaving
im not sorry for fleeing
im not sorry that i died
im not sorry for this suicide

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Back Yard Citizens

The firefly

blinks its light

from its behind

to tell his friends

where they may find

him

 

the spider

spins his web

to catch a treat

prehaps a fly

for him to eat

tonight

 

the butterfly

flutters her wings

and lands upon a rose

showing off her design

and posing

beautifully

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