Poetry

Poem: Control Freak

Control Freak
Controlling with invisible forces.

Control Freak

You knew I

used to dance

with anorexia

and that, sometimes,

it still gripped my

flesh and whispered

in my ear yet

you still tried

to tell me

what to eat.

 

I am lucky that

I’m stronger now

and that

your words mean

nothing to me.

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