Ana

Starving stomach, food in the brain, Some say disease, others say vain. Her new friend Ana, showing the way, Worshipping scales, twice a day. To her, she is way more than fat to others, way thinner than flat. The built in rule, let food in, And you will never be as thin. Her friends find her weight an ordeal, Ana’s at the sink ‘helping’, after a meal. Pounds are lost, herself is lost, Shirking her food at all cost. As she dwindles, time deprived, Remember before Ana arrived. She eats through her eyes instead, Frenzied with hunger, eyeing the spread. She is a small ribbed frame, She is a figure of worldly fame. Meals alone, meals hidden, Counting calories, craving the forbidden. Lies to reassure, more lies to hide, Concerns from loved ones, brushed aside. No more than bones, too weak to fight, She confronts her friend ‘Ana’.... Anorexia. 22/02/19