When i first met ana

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When I met Ana,
Like a breath of fresh air,
She blew into my life
To chase away the nightmare.
She was my only friend
When I swore I had none.
She tried to take my pain,
But I still felt so alone.

She dragged me a long,
Promised better days,
But kept me under the blinds,
So in the dark I stayed.
Ana was a selfish friend
Who left me unfulfilled.
All our time together
Was emptiness and guilt.

Ana taught me to lie.
To all who I loved.
Abused me till I was nothing
But tired,bruised,and shoved.
Ana was a ruthless queen
Whose reign lasted long.
Her demands grew great,
And soon I wished her gone.

Ana was a wicked burden
Settled on my back.
But I carried her so long
Without her I would lack.
It was years,I will admit
It took me quite some time .
But finally, I learned that
Ana was no friend of mine.

Brittany Faye King.

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