Letter To Anorexia

i miss you,my old friend.
we were inseparable for three years.
taking on the world, fighting down the scales.
98..97..96..95..
thin, and growing thinner.
nothing could stop us.
but you went away.
now the weight is climbing.
where are you, "friend?"
i cant stop it from going up.
these ugly thighs are starting to touch.
i need you, Anna.
please wake up.