Number Two

The first poem on this page was inspired by these two lines from Jasmine's poem >my wrists are turned to lace >to lovely lattice work And the news I got at the same time that one of my friends who was anorexic is now also bulimic.

I can see you The way you've always been Slender, almost skinny But not Beautiful But I can't see you anymore You're fading Melting away Holes appearing in you Your arms like lace You're vanishing in front of my eyes Your body is dissapearing, dying The food you need you wont eat And then you wont keep it Please, fill up these holes Firm up your arms Bring yourself back Only you can do that You ask me Begging, crying To hold on to you And never let you go And I do I try But I can't do it all for you I can love you, but I can't make you eat I can't Only you can do that Recognize this Know this Before it's too late And you're gone Faded Dissolved Dissapeared Only you can stop this Only you Please This time I'm begging you Please ~~~~~~~Kristina