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Saving Myself

March 21, 2011
By KateLauria GOLD, Merrimac, Massachusetts
KateLauria GOLD, Merrimac, Massachusetts
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My mirror was wrong. Did I really look this way?
My cheeks were wet; useless to try to wipe the tears away.

A prominent spine, like the spine on my book.
It held me together, but I couldn't bare to look.

They said, "You're so pretty, your smile glistens like the lake,"
I could barely inform them, that my smile was fake.

An uneaten lunch, guilt masked with hate.
Whispers and glances, "When was the last time she ate?"

I tried to cease motion, and be calm like the ocean
But I lied to myself that day.

My problems were too tough, the waves were too rough
They were washing my sanity away.

Mirrors were poison, their lies were in vain.
It became hard to wear that fake smile
That masked all my pain.

"I swear I'm okay," but that lie was in haste
Because my biggest concern was the size of my waist.

My body was fragile, my mind even more.
Rumors flew around me, "What'd that girl do behind that locked bathroom door?"

But my problem wasn't like that, it happened within.
My mind and mirror said I was fat, when in reality I was thin.

A woman tried to fix me, as if I was broken.
She poked and prodded my mind.

Desperate yet uncertain, I fiend disinterest
Because I was terrified of what she would find.

I felt like I was labeled; my dignity was shattered.
Not many understood, yet it's not like it mattered.

But I went through this journey and mended my soul; I redeemed my faith within.
I realized, at last, that my worth is not determined by whether I'm thick or thin.

Beauty is abstract, what's important is health.
I am proud, I am beautiful. And yes. I have saved myself.


The author's comments:
A few years ago, I went through this self-explanitory experience that so many teenagers and adults go through in life. It's common, life-changing, and it's consequences can even be devastating. The purpose of this poem was to illustrate my personal experience while also sending a message to any one out there who may have experienced or may be experiencing the same thing. Life is beautiful baby, and so are you.

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cats said...
on May. 30 2011 at 6:36 am
I wanted to rate your poem 5 stars, but the computer froze and only let me post 1 star.  But this is a definite 5 star piece!  Incredibly honest and powerful!

on May. 28 2011 at 6:28 pm
I have dealt with an eating disorder, this poem is so inpsirational. I am speachless. I love it! Your journey seem to have made you stronger. and I respect you so much for that. Keep up the good work(:

on May. 28 2011 at 6:22 pm
Truly awesome poem.  It sounds like your journey made you stronger!