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Apr 2016
I met this girl named Ana
She has a sister you may know
Who loves to take advantage
Of my thoughts when I'm alone

Ugly, ****** up, fat
Are the common ones I hear
And as they spin around my head
It all seems very clear

With every calorie
Every bite
She always seems
To win the fight
Go back in time
Erase the meal
She doesn't care how gross I feel

Pointing out my perfect friends
Pretty, thin, and tall
I agree that my addiction
Is the smallest flaw of all

I'd love to drown my demons
In the rivers of my tears
The fact that they can swim and hide
Overcomes me with fear

The hatred never settles
But just when you think
She's gone away
She turns a blissful moment
Into the worst of all your days

She seemed so very nice at first
So smart with great advice
The only catch to her sweet words
Is the need for sacrifice

My stomach hurts
There's blood in the sink
I can only imagine
What others would think

I'm scared of her now-
She won't get out of my head
I'm starting to realize
She just wants me dead

Call me a prisoner
Her secret slave
I don't know how much longer
I can keep pretending to be
Brave
Rose Eastridge
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Rose Eastridge  18/F/Maui, Hawai'i
(18/F/Maui, Hawai'i)   
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