The first time that I started to worry
about the way that I looked was when
I started the 6th grade.
My little fingers tapped away at
my phone looking up different methods
To make all of this nasty fat fall off my body.
Videos for abs in a week,
Food that you should eat and shouldn't.
Exercise that if done right, made chubby 14 year olds into slim little Barbies.
No matter what I found,
I was never motivated enough to do anything to change the way my body jiggled when I walked.
I needed someone.
Someone that would push me through the sticky mess of weight loss.
Someone that would understand the thoughts that danced around in my sponge like mind.
Someone that knew the language my demons spoke, so they could tell them
to shut the hell up.
With all of this reasons why,
My eyes set into a look of focus and determination.
Nothing could steer me off of the path I had chosen.
Mind taking control of this body I call mine,
a new story is added.
The trap is set, now we wait.
Wait for them.
The person that will join this roller coaster of a life with me.
Someone that will open themselves up and allow there darkness to join mine.
A vibration of phone on the table alerts me.
"We could be Ana buddies if you want"
And just like that, I slip into the rabbit hole that will take me to the twisted wonderland, bringing my new buddy with me.
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The Darkness
Poetry"I was never motivated enough to do anything to change the way my body jiggled when I walked. " "And just like that, I slip into the rabbit hole that will take me to the twisted wonderland, bringing my new buddy with me." "I HATE THIS" "The velvet...
