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Pendragon Aug 2013
Ana has been my best friend,
For around 9 years.
I finally started taking steps
Toward recovery.
Until you opened your mouth,
And made some stupid comment
On my weight.
That one small sentence,
Summoned a legion of
Demons.
Each word sticking in my head.
The voices get louder,
With every word.
Until, that is all I hear.
You're fat, ugly, unworthy
I thought I had gotten past this.
I thought Ana finally
Decided to let me go.
But with your unkind words,
Brought my unwelcome
Best friend back.
She screams high above even the loudest
Sounds.
She said She will never again
Leave me.
Now, next time maybe you should,
*think before you speak.
Your words bring legions of demons.
Yea, I really am that weak.
Pendragon Aug 2013
Nothing to write not a phrase in my soul.
This wicked wall comes an keeps inside,
everything untold, try as I might
I can't  bring it down.
It blocks every creative outlet till I have nothing left.
My thought are held captive
behind its bold bricks,
  stopping my pen from doing its tricks.
nothing is strong enough to bring its walls down.
I must just sit out side and wait till they
come tumbling
D
  O
     W
          N
Releasing everything pent up inside.
everything comes out in a stampede.
It must all be written about as it flows out.
My pen can't seem to keep up.
This is straight out of my mind no edits just as it came out

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