marks upon the skin no feline could make-bittersweet scarlet deluges the hate
the frenzy shall earn a place by her heart
she paints admist her blood; calling it art
violation of the windpipe and she’s loosing more weight

tries to forget the scars that he’s made
mother can’t help, father will tell
is she a produce of the devil? she is immersed inside hell
she instills the remarks and fights for the blade
  
"how fleshy she looks, her skin is too large"
cannot help but weep, the words create torment
now ***** manifests, the gut-wrenching scent
she lies in the mess, too faint to take charge

the edge chews in deep,
her pulse has decreased
so close the sun, her heartache will cease
the red stains tile, but she will not weep

her organs have slowed
drowning in sweet, sticky, red wine
mother crawls close, sees her design
her beating is done, all doors have been closed

I am filled with death.
    Disease courses through my veins
        I swim deep down into depression
            Each breath feels like drowning
                Fourteen days, 1209600 seconds
                    Until I can sink down to the bottom
                        An endless drop to God knows where.
                            I'll watch the azure sky fly further away.
                                Where am I going?
                                     Where do I belong?
                                          Hold me close
                                               When I die.