It seeped into my life when I was a little girl
Mother made me look in the mirror
She forced me
Flaw after flaw
Made me look at the floor.
I could never see any lightness in me
It was all dark dark
Misery never left me.
Love was my cure
Or so I thought.
But I never felt enough of it
My nerves my nerves
Too much happened.
But beauty rescued me
Or so I thought
Beauty was another disguise for it
Obsession
Obsession
On my own no escape.
Up the stairs
That’s when you first saw me
You wanted me from then on
Three years later
You & I at last
Love Love.
You comforted me, held me close you protected me from it.
When you left
It came back
So now I face the enemy in a different
Form. Anna with a silent ‘n’.
Poem from poetry book The Quarter Life Crisis Poet
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