✿Beauty✿

A tint of blush A swipe of brush, I stare at myself the perfect model of a woman the hips curve the stomach churns, the bile leaks into my organs I look at myself and witness a death each time the tears roll I've no one to hold, So I collapse silently inside empty stalls and wonder, the point of this world the point of this pain I empty out everything to fill gazes with admiration, with love Look at me, Oh heavens, Oh dear God Tell me if I'm pretty enough to finally become an angel?