The thudding of my feet
As pavement meets shoe
The music of my thudding heart
Keeps me pulling through
My greatest love and joy
Running through the forest
So fast no one can touch me
Begging to let the past rest
As I make a turn
Her dreadful voice slips in
I worked so hard to block her out
Game over, Ana will always win
I push myself faster
Trying to make her go
But she only smiles
As my obedience begins to show
I hold on to my joy for life I only just now found
The power urging through me as my foot hits solid ground
I got stronger when I left her
My running improved all around
But somehow I feel myself begin to waver
As her voice blocks out my thoughts of being free
I feel the anxiety settle in
The helplessness consumes me
Ana grabs hold
This time I am bound, much to my demise
Her lies turn into truth
As I transform into the fat girl I despise
Author notes
This was just something I wrote on the first night of my relapse. Running was my passion. But I had to give it up for a while when I was sick. When I got better I was able to start running again and was stronger and faster than before. But Ana crawled back into my mind one day. I only wish I had had the strength to refuse her candy sweet voice one more time. Sorry if its not very good. I was kinda upset when I wrote it.
How can it be better?
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it is good have more fath in your self its like you have passion but you masking it let it flow
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