Openings of a sick mind

All of these poems are written by me personally and all have a great meaning behind them. I hope we can all spread love and positivity. Thank you, and enjoy! <3

Second choice

I’m just me jus a person just a sight; I was only there for when she didn’t treat him right. No matter what I did she always came in first, but I was so blinded by love I couldn’t see how much that hurt. We were opposites, she was first I was second, she was so perfect compared to her I never even threatened. Though I wish he chose me I too would’ve chosen her, but I would be lying if I said that didn’t hurt.

My body

My body was never mine if it were for eating or for pictures. I tried to change how people viewed me but all I ever were, was my figure. I used to cry when that’s all they wanted to see, but now I’m used to it, my body is me. I’ve always been told I was skinny or I was fat, I’ve always been told I was too curvy or I was flat. Though all I ever were, was my body I got shamed for it, but I was and still am a nobody with a body, so I’ll get over it.

The love of a man

All I ever wanted was the love of a man. Weather I was big or small, or light or tan; nobody of the opposite gender loved me, it was never a man. No matter how I looked, or how my character was in scale, nobody wanted me, the standards were stale. I only ever searched for the love of a male, but that only would’ve existed in a fairytale. Men come and go leaving nothing but a scar, a scar so deep it was very bizarre. It hurt when they left but I would do it again, cause all I ever wanted was the love of a man.

Binge eater with an anorexic mind

I always said I wasn’t hungry, cause I knew if I ate I wouldn’t stop. Eating came easy it was trying not to eat too much that was difficult. I just stopped overall, no eating means no over eating. Though I couldn’t gain weight in the first place, this made me skinnier. But that was the beauty standard anyways, skinnier meant prettier. No matter how thin I am, I won’t eat, cause then I can’t stop myself, I’m always hungry my stomach is forever growing. But eating your problems away is bad, so I’ll just starve myself, because eating makes me sad.

Blonde hair and blue eyes

You always liked girls with blonde hair and blue eyes. Girls with light skin and girls that wore a smaller size. To you all the girls in the world were insufficient. I tried my hardest to make you happy but that was deficient; blonde hair, blue eyes. As long as the eyes were colored and not the girl, in your eyes she shimmered like a pearl. I tried to be her, I promise I did, but I wasn’t her, I was just an obsessed little kid. This is about blonde hair and blue eyes, something you longed for, not just you but also, many, many, other guys.

Somebody else

Everything you said I guess it was just guff, how could you love someone who wasn’t enough? You said you needed time to your on yourself, but you went and used that time to find somebody else. All your promises lead to a broken picture, I’m sorry I was just too much stricture. You left me alone without saying goodbye, and now I have no one to wipe my tears dry.

Not a lover but a best friend

I let a lot of guys hurt me so this was nothing new. I let a lot of people in and was always left blue. I even let me lose myself but nothing compares to losing you. Not a lover but a best friend someone I thought I’d have until the end. When you needed me I was there now I need you and you don’t have a care. Now with the shadows my only companion it’s causing the hole in my heart a great expansion. Our time together was ephemeral I loved you more than you knew and it’s sad to think you hardly loved me at all.