My Ana

My Ana

A Poem by Siennaskeleton

‘Twas mid-time November,

when image had changed.

A glance at a mirror,

My reflection, deranged.


I saw what I hate,

Larger from lack.

I knew I was wrong,

It’s not me looking back.


But as fooled as I was,

I still did know better.

Not wanting to stop,

my health did not matter.


Brainwashed, controlling,

perfection was close.

I shouldn’t stop here,

why not lose the most?


Pushed to the limit,

in both body and mind.

I hid imperfections.

Only one of my kind.


Secrets and lies,

was all I was fed.

Numbers and minutes,

were filled in my head.


Skipping social life,

to fulfill what I’d caught.

Mental pep talks,

to achieve what I sought.


I found fellow Anas.

They were thinspiration.

Their goals were the same,

small is our sensation.


Thin has a taste,

A taste all it’s own.

Take away my skin,

and leave only bone.


They protrude from my body.

I’m unique all my own.

You’re jealous of me,

because yours can’t be shown.


Fading to nothing,

fading away.

Whatever it  takes,

I’m willing to pay.

© 2008 Siennaskeleton


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Your writing really has a way of jumping out at a person. Your rhyme is strong and flow superb. This is such a powerful write. Many people go through this sort of thing after having been told the lies that they are 'fat' or 'podgy'. People are cruel sometimes and they have no idea what their words can do.

This is a phenominal poem! Great job!!!

Josie

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Your writing really has a way of jumping out at a person. Your rhyme is strong and flow superb. This is such a powerful write. Many people go through this sort of thing after having been told the lies that they are 'fat' or 'podgy'. People are cruel sometimes and they have no idea what their words can do.

This is a phenominal poem! Great job!!!

Josie

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dear Siennaskeleton,

Another very nice write. I especially like effective concise poetry, and you've done a nice job here. Overall, the poem is very strong. I only detect one obvious weak point, and that is in stanza five, the last line "Only one of my kind." This seems a bit weak and introduced only to complete the meter and rhyme of the stanza. Reading the rest of the poem, I know you can do better than this. The rest of the poem is tight and near perfect and there is no waste in the words.

Very well done. High marks!

Best regards,

Rick

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful rhymes on a mightily sad topic and here it has been portrayed beautifully and honestly. Anorexia is a hard topic to touch upon as society knows things like seize zero are dangerous and yet we still call for the needs to be super thin to be pretty, in turn, compelling women to starvation for a better reflection. It's sick. But what I really loved here was the first person perspective, giving an open account. This is a unique write that you should be proud of. Given to the right people this poem could save lives. Wonderful work. It's an eye opener.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I thought this was really well written.
"They protrude from my body.
I'm unique all my own.
You're jealous of me,
because yours can't be shown."

Posted 16 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

What a beautiful and strong piece it is..
Really I simply loved each and every line and its full of emotions and eternal feel.
"Fading to nothing,
fading away.
Whatever it takes,
I'm willing to pay."-Awesome ending.
Great read overall :)

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is very pretty.
What are Anas?

Posted 16 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Siennaskeleton
Siennaskeleton

Chetek, WI



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Im a whopping 18 yrs old. I began writing because of some of my favorite bands and their amazing lyrics. They've inspired me and made me want to recreate some of the feelings that they've conveyed in .. more..

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