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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
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Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 10:56 PM UTC
Silent Killer
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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Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 10:56 PM UTC
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