My Reverie

Control
I have that now.

Power
over my hunger.

Dizzy
I may feel often.

Sleep
is like my second nature.

Water
is all I intake.

Mirror
is my most hated enemy.

Bones
is what others say I am.

Fat
is all I can see.

To me
I'm still not pretty.

Perfection
is what I strive for.

Achievement
is very little.

Life
is becoming unbearable.

For now
I still have control.

This is the story of my anorexia disorder.

© Angie K