Purge

by rkh4325

A free verse poem from Scorpius's point of view. First time trying to write something somewhat serious. T just to be safe.

First I saw the tears that streaked her face

With light loving grace

They swept her cheekbones

Then down,

Down,

Down her neck

I wanted to wipe them away

Away from her face

I wanted them to take the sorrow she felt with them

She had been fighting for so long

Against purging her stomach

Of it's contents

I think she is beautiful

She weighs in at just 120

Not a single person had called her fat

That is until Julie

One little three letter adjective changed my girlfriend

It now makes a rose wilt

There is still hope

Sometimes all that's needed is a little water

For it to be transformed to its former self

Dedicated to a friend. Sometimes it doesn't matter that you barely know the person who says it, what they say still affects you. Sorry if this is too cheesy or something. I love reviews.