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Arielle's Word of the Day #8: TROUBLE

Posted Jun 08 2012 12:00am
Today, I'd like to share with you a poem I wrote 9 years ago. It's simply called "Trouble" and was very much an analogy for eating disorder struggles...

Trouble
 
I scraped my way through treacherous fields, Through mountains and through trees… Through wild nights of terror… Of darkness and of seas… Seas that swallowed hopes of mine And carried me to shore To leave me on the scarring sand (I’d been there once before). I stumbled to a forest Where I lost my little way And cried alone into my hands— The eve was turning gray. And when I left the forest vast, The night was full-blown black. I trembled then with cold and fear And wanted to turn back- - - But there, just in the distance, I saw a shining star, Something I could follow Though I would travel far. I dragged my heavy feet Toward the glow of hopeful light And when the morning came again, I reached ice and snow so white. I sighed and stood in panic (Now what was I to do?), But I saw some hundred feet away A lake of purest blue. So I slid along the snowy banks, Wary of the breaking ice. I diligently plodded And only doubted twice. My limbs were cold and shaky When I reached that heated lake, So I dipped my body slowly in To soothe my horrid ache. No sooner had I warmed myself Then the lake began to dry— I was stranded at the bottom, Just looking toward the sky. The water had all gone away— I was just inside a hole— And I looked about me fruitlessly, Searching for control. Little birds flew by me Just when I had reached despair And one by one they clung to me— I was lifted in the air! They carried me to safety Where I searched inside my soul For the lake, the morn, the star— For the HOPE that was my goal. And after I’d restored my hope, My goal was higher still, But I’d gotten through such struggles— Now I had a stronger will. The will to keep on fighting, To keep going, and to strive— I would not give up ‘til I had won— Yes, I would survive.

© ALB 2003

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