Dear Poetry

Trying to Let Go of Ana

Four years long of dealing with you Ana,

Your thoughts cause a battlefield in my mind,

Every pound I put on was just another bite I wouldn't eat,

Slowly, slowly, I just stopped,

Soon it felt like I was working out more and more,

Not a scale in the house,

Mother hid them all,

Three years gone and went,

Thoughts revolved around food and weight loss,

Skinny models and anorexic tumblr girls,

I tried to recover,

Tried to eat healthy,

But soon after that phase started,

I would sit with a bowl of fruit and cry,

Now I'm fat,

Weighing in at 140 pounds,

Shoving food down my throat trying to recover,

With every pound I gain,

The will to keep you Ana,

Becomes stronger and stronger,

I feel as though I will never get of you Ana,

I'm starting to long for your best friend Mia.