I wake up at 67

And then suddenly

Something clicks

Deep inside

Deep inside

My tangled brain

A muddle of confusion

And depression

Mixed with anorexia

And emotions I thought

That I lost forever

I felt something

A tiny voice stirring

That I haven't heard

In what seems forever

It pulls out

Of its little den

And then it overpowers

The malicious voice in my head

Anorexia's strings are being cut

Slowly and painfully

I'm being released

Of the power that has held me

Prisoner

A/N:

I know this is a bit sudden, she suddenly gets better, but it just clicks in her mind one day, okay? She's not completely better, though, so Anorexia still has a weak grip on her. 

I know many of you wanted her to get better, so I'll grant your wish! :) (I didn't actually know how my story was going to go and how it was going to end XD. )

This also means that the story is drawing to an end... Noooooo! I'll miss you guys, but please please vote and comment!!! I'm also wondering... Sequel? I'm not sure. I'd love ideas :)