Ana

She looks in the mirror disgusted
As if something inside of her erupted
It's been this way for sometime now
She'd get rid of this fat, this was her vow

She would never be happy until she was transparent
Ever conscience of her decreasing diet
Unaware too soon it would be too late
This body of hers she couldn't more hate

Stripped to the bone she stares a little harder
Ana shields the truth with her armor
Mortified by this bodies flesh
Dying because of the grappling stress

"What is the point in eating" Ana says
"You're fat enough as it is"
Ana is her only friend
And she will bring her to the end

She wonders if she'll hear Ana when she sleeps
Her lullaby suffocating her into the deep
She slips away at night from her bed
A final look in the mirror only to be filled with dread

The girl who stares back is not her,
But Ana in the flesh
The glass shatters and as does she
In death she was finally free