[trigger warning: themes of disordered eating. this is NOT in any way, shape or form meant to be "pro ana", i simply made this when i was in a bad place. this is not meant to glamorize or normalize eating disorders.]
["ana" is often used as a representation of "anorexia", but in this poem it is meant to represent the voice in my head that fueled my disordered eating patterns.]
ana is an angel
delicate and strong
she shows me all the darkest lights
so why did it go wrong?
everyday i'm cowering
hiding from all this weight
that's when ana stepped right in
and that's when i took the bait.
her scent is just like strawberries
and rotting skin
so disgusting so delicious
i can't help but breathe her in.
addicted to this craving
i can't help wanting more
her dark embrace, my stone-cold face
til' i'm empty to the core.
my life my soul they feel so light
i'd rather die than stop tonight.
i know i played into her hands as a fool,
and i know i'm just a tool.
addicted to this pain,
i just can't help wanting more.
i know it's not healthy, it's been engraved into my skull..
...but i'll gorge myself on skinny til' i'm full.
euphoria
dispose of this
that's what "ana" says
i just want to be free of you
please get out of my head.
my body my life
i feel so light
i'd rather die than starve tonight.
i'll fall into abyss like a "good girl" might -
one for all,
all for nothing,
god please take my life.
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poems i made
Poesiai make poems sometimes, here's a collection of them! some are old, some are newer. oh by the way most of these are vent poems, so therefore they will have dark themes. if you are uncomfortable with that then please do not read this.
