Anabelle

by Noname   Apr 16, 2006


Into the mirror Annabelle stares.
She sees a beast that reminds her of a nightmare.
Afraid to eat to drinkor sleep. Ana is watching.

into the mind that Annabelle thinks.
She thinks of how ugly and pathetic she is. Better not think anything good about yourself.
Ana is watching.

into the heart that Annabelle contains. She feels no love nor happiness. its all a blackhole. Ana is watching.

into the bed that Annabelle sleeps.
tears of sadness is all she weeps.
the pain is to much to bare. Ana took over.

into the coffin where Annabelle lies.
so pale like a porcelan doll.
Family and friends cry and stare.

but up above Annabelle smiles.
A smile that will last forever.

Now she is free, and Ana is left to be

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  • 18 years ago

    by ♥ no_one_knows ♥

    Wow this is an amazing poem! I can totally relate to this because i have had eaying disorders 4 over a year. hope ur ok. im alwayz here to talk. check out some of my poems if u get the chance. im gonna read morwe of yours.
    ~Sami~

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