One good thing
About Kyler;
He kept Ana away.
Or
So
I
Thought.
At 6 am,
I awoke
Out of a deep sleep.
Ana stood
At the foot
Of my bed;
Smirking.
I cried out,
And she giggled.
You're gonna have
A bastard baby,
Born out of wedlock.
She threw her head back,
And laughed,
A menacing laugh.
Go, leave me be,
Kyler's here for me.
And Ana,
You promised!
But like everyone else
Of course, you'd leave.
She hissed,
Then smiled,
Her lips a haunting kiss.
Fine; you're dead to me,
So yes, I'll leave.
But just remember..
Come late December,
That child you cary
Will be born or be buried.
Buried I wish,
Born I hope not,
For a mother like you,
The child will
Hang his head
And wish to rot.
She did as I asked,
And left me to cry,
For half of me died,
The day Ana cursed my life.
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Ana in Wonderland
PoetryPreslee Taylor - it girl of Northwood High. Everyone adores her and wants to be her, except her. She hates herself, and starves herself, and cuts herself. She is at a constant battle with anorexia, bulimia, and depression. Will she win the fight for...