Girl in Hiding

BlueiBlondie

A past unseen,

and pain ignored.

A life of hiding,

and longing to be heard.

 

Not sure of who I am,

or where I belong.

I keep myself hidden,

trying to remain strong.

 

I don't know who I am,

I've been hiding all these years.

Pain I try so hard to fight,

I don't allow tears.

 

I'm a girl in hiding,

just trying to avoid pain.

Longing to be loved,

and drowning in shame.

 

Hiding from the world,

I don't have a choice.

Doing what they want,

I've lost my voice.

 

I've been a girl in hiding,

trying to be strong.

What I didn't realize,

I've been strong all along.

  • Author: BlueiBlondie (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 10th, 2016 00:25
  • Comment from author about the poem: Been hiding who I am to the point that I don't even know myself. Doing what I thought everyone else expected of me. Through recovery for my eating disorder, I am slowly finding myself again.
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  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    THAN YOU BLUEI ~ For a lovely confessional poem of hiding and not sharing but with hope in the end. Love the final verse very encouraging ! "I've been a Girl in hiding ~ trying to be strong ~ What I didn't realise ~ I've been strong all along. Thanks you for sharing ~ we all love you ~ BRIAN ~ HUGS

  • Tony36

    Awesome Awesome write

  • Christina8

    Very good poem! Just remember how strong you are!

  • Augustus

    Eating disorders are very difficult to treat and can end in death if you are not careful. Get professional help if you have not already. Your poem is a perfect metaphor for an eating disorder, particularly anorexia, as when you look in the mirror you don't see the reality of your body. It is hidden even from yourself. Nicely done.

    • BlueiBlondie

      I have atypical anorexia. The atypical only because I am not yet severely underweight. That does not mean it is not as dangerous though. I went into residential treatment 6 months ago. Now that I am back home, I have a treatment team that I see consistently to monitor me. So yes, I have gotten help. I am not recovered, but am on the journey toward recovery.

      • Augustus

        Good luck in your recovery. Writing is a nice outlet. Another bit of unasked for advice: Avoid all the glamor magazines. All of those photos are staged and photo shopped. Sending warm and positive thoughts.



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