My Beautiful Ana

Control is in her reach.
Power...this power is going to her head.
She has the strength.
Emptiness is her bliss.
My beautiful Ana is flawless.
Her perfection, is my weakness.
Her beauty, in my pain.
Her self control, in my temptation.
Her courage, in my fears.
My beautiful Ana is killing me.
I awake to her growls.
I can't get anymore sleep.
She spins me too fast, I fall.
She tears out my hair, I cry.
My beautiful Ana, I thought you were on my side.
She mocks my accomplishment.
"Try a little harder."
Her breath is sour from purging.
I tell her not to scream tonight.
My beautiful Ana, you're sick.
People ask questions, she answers for me.
The table calls me, she makes an excuse.
Her superlative reflection follows me.
And I feel like I can never succeed.
My beautiful Ana has her hold on me.