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Oceans of thoughts hellishly crash tonight

Consuming so much; losing strength to fight

And a repetitive tranquility rushes from deep within

But it promises chaos and intemperate sin

Thriving on the one thing I lost so long ago

It’s rapidly gaining the last of control

Battering its subject; laden with grief

Deceiving her for its temporary relief

And she gives in each time, and each time she cries

Guilty for knowingly believing its lies

Creating a hell inside of her mind

To which this fiend she can’t leave behind

It lashes out when she sees her reflection

Though she knows she can’t, she strives for perfection

And all that’s perfect she already knows; alas, she tries

Knowing only God is flawless, still she believes the lies

Prayed to be beautiful and satisfy Mommy’s expectations

But her disappointing attempts only lead to frustration

Sister made some mistakes, so twice was forbidden

So those that she copied have always been hidden

The pedestal was too high and she tried to climb down

But Mommy kept her in the light for all to surround

So she made a mistake she desperately tried to hide

And it relieved all the pain and confusion inside

For a time, she was a picture perfect reflection

And Mommy boasted her off as she stood in perfection

Cuz they didn’t see what she did behind closed doors

She hid herself away as she mended her sores

And when she lost 92 pounds, Mommy was proud

Praising her again in front of the crowd

“Now you feel good, there’s just a little more to drop”

Mom pushed her up that pedestal, this time to the top

And she hid again behind that door, desperate to purge

(That’s what she did for relief when she got the urge)

But Mommy found out and anger spread across her face

How could her little angel become such a disgrace?

If she wants to make that mistake, that’s the way it would be

And from the pedestal she was angrily freed

But bound up to this secret that now was released

And alone she was left to fight the disease

That took over the control Mommy once claimed

(Once proudly boasted of, and now brutally blamed)

She’s still battling tonight, what for years she’s fought

As once again she turns to this fiend that she's sought