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False Control
by Anne Engelen
Once I wandered through the darkness
Of lifes all consuming forest
Feeling like snowwhite running for her life
Lost
All alone
Surrounded by terrifying trees
With branches reaching out to snatch
Whatever was left of me
As desperation grew bigger than fear
My inner yearnings were all I could hear
My inferiority complex and my other personal dislikes
Suddenly spoke up loud: STOP feeling YIKES
I was ready to kill
Brontosaurus
My nickname
Hated for years...and hated still
Every bite I took felt like an enemiesattack
All I could think of was how to get them back
I swallowed thinking
Haha...you were mislead
Before youll know it youll be back out there...dead
An unhealthy amount of weight loss
Felt like winning first prize
Not at all a cost
Because I fell in love with being in control
Totally blind to see that IT controlled me
This daily battle still goes on
But this time I really won
Im in control and fight no more
Although my enemies sometimes like to start another war 01/18/2003 Posted on 01/18/2003
Copyright © 2024 Anne Engelen
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charles J Hannan on 01/19/03 at 06:59 AM A very touching poem, Anne...Beautifully written..MUAHS!!! |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/19/03 at 02:41 PM Can't help but admire the honesty of this piece, Anne. I think we can all relate to this in our personal way, though of course everyone's experiences are always slightly different. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 01/19/03 at 03:22 PM when you stop fighting battles you win and this is victorious stuff. |
| Posted by Vimal Rony on 04/02/03 at 06:23 PM Great poem as always Anne.Really. |
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