Author's Note: Here's a little poem I wrote last night about Lia. Hope you like it.
Stay Strong
I stare at the soggy cereal in front of me.
I can't- I won't eat it.
I slowly stand up to avoid the dizziness
And grab the bowl and head to the sink,
Where I pour it down.
I must stay empty, I must stay strong.
I'm starving.
I'm weak.
I must eat.
I feel dizzy again.
I feel exhausted.
I'm so cold.
No,
I must not eat.
I can't eat, or else...
Full is weak, empty is strong.
I've got to- No, I will
Stay strong.
Author's Note: A little short, but oh well. R&R! ~LizBennet713