Poem -

feed me today .

I wonder if you'll feed me today
Or look in the mirror
and not look away
You used to care about me
Right now
We are fading away
you see
What's going on
Can you even hear me
The weight we fought
so hard for
Has fallen off our back
Your soul is bleeding
and that's a fact
I beg you to stop
We are on the wrong track
Look at us fading away
I beg you
Please eat today
You won't survive
On one meal a day
We've been here before
Yesterday
Please can you hear me
When i say
STOP You've GONE
The WRONG way
Please will you feed me today
Look in the mirror
SEE Us And NOT LOOK AWAY.

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Ricardo Antonio...

This is an absolutely excellence piece of work from you. You heart is open and honest.

Someone will feed you- be sure of that!

Regards

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you Ricardo means alot to hear from you, this is a personal piece i wrote last night for a friend of mine, I'm going through a person struggle with eating, I've battled this on and off for years, it's a mind and body fight that i just can't seem to end, someone i love batted anorexia and almost died a few years ago, she is fighting the demons in her mind still, and was struggling last night, this was my way to support her, and show that she isn't alone, I've always been a light weight, i try so hard to gain weight, my heaviest being 53kg, after months of my intense watchful eyes and calculations, i hit a bad path recently and I'm suffering for it now , being only 48kg at the age of 32, is dangerous, i have a fight ahead of my , my body is rejecting food, I'm going back on a liquid diet, i guess psychologically words about someone's weight can cause extreme damage in so many ways, one must always be careful xoxo love to you nardine.

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