Ana Poem

She sat on the floor,
Her back to the door,
Her head in her hands,
She's Ana's number one fan.
She looked up to see her reflection,
Gazing at all her imperfections,
Tears ran down her face,
She felt like a disgrace.
She looked back to remember,
That first week in september,
When Ana whispered in her ear,
All the words she needed to hear.
Month by month she lost weight,
And she hardly ever ate,
She looked in the mirror to see that,
She was so heavy and utterly fat.
She hated herself and hated her life,
Felt as though nothing were right,
She kept starving herself,
Killing herself.
She just kept losing weight,
Feeling that fatness was her fate,
Ana was her big supporter,
Her body was bones, so contorted.
Her mom finally noticed but it was too late,
The girl had finally beat her fate,
She was beautiful and so very thin,
She let go of what had once been.
She lay on her bed, skin like ice,
Ana had finally claimed her price,
The girl had a brilliant smile on her face,
And with her last breath her fingers en-laced,
She said,
"Ana please hold me,
Hold me closely.
I'm done being alone,
Ana take me home."

-aDrOpOfSuNsHiNe, quizilla user.

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