Till death do us part
We will beat the same heart
We will knock the same doors
Unopened for so long
I will haunt your dreams and prayers
Even if you try to abscond
I wil suffocate you
Making you feel insane
A madness I'm happy to have made
A sadness no one fathoms even if you explain
Locked in your dungeon
You'll only know my love
I will caress you with care
Then I'll scratch you till crying in despair
Till you never hope
Till you die out of air
Don't worry!
I will have your back
Till death do us part
In your doorstep you'll smell death
And knowing you have nothing left
You'll take off your buckler
Open the door to all your thunders
You'll drown in shallow waters and
Among the stars you'll be remembered
As the girl who was murdered
By the thorns in her own feathers
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Author:
Neilton (
Online) - Published: October 24th, 2024 07:22
- Comment from author about the poem: Last year I was struggling with an eating disorder.I am still trying to get over it but I can now say that I am in a much better place. I would not put this poem out in the world if I did not feel the need to inform anyone who reads it.Eating disorders are mental disorders! That's something most people can not or do not want to understand. It is a common misconception that struggling with your relationship with food is nothing important. This poem shows exactly how I felt during that period of time . It is you against a disease that can kill you.You fight with literal demons and most of the time you feel trapped like there is no way out. But there is. It is difficult to understand somebody with an eating disorder unless something similar have happened to you .When I was younger I always thought" why don't they just eat?" This is something probably everyone thinks but please if someone you know has been through something similar try and show understanding and support them during this difficult time .There is a way out of this maze but everyone needs guidance to find the right way .Be patient with them and be there for them for every step of the way. I can talk about it for hours since it is a very sensitive matter and I want to raise awareness about it.If you took the time to read all that Thank you so much!
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Best wishes on your recovery from this terrible plight. The poem I did not read this at first sight and like the disorder itself went unnoticed until the note at the end. Misinterpreted it would have been a very different review. The person with the disorder has to let people know to gain help. My favorite line was the last (By the thorns in her own feathers) This is truely poetic and a fovorite I will remember.
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