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Inside the Revelation

There no longer is light in once brightly lit blue eyes

The light has faded being overrun by

Rotting alone with the steam of the bath drawn

High in heat and low in self esteem

She sits wrinkling in her own decaying moods

The razored edge pressed against the bite plain palm of her left hand

The nails on her right too bitten and bruised from a nervous tick

That was earned over the formidable years of solitude

In the presence of a man, women or child

She chewed those nails untill only ****** stumps remained

To hold the blade against the skin

As she slits the frightened skin, it splits open against the cool metal

Repeatedly freezing her dead beating heart

Giving jumps to an amnesiac heart that forgot

The drums in which it beat alongside to the tune

Peeling at the edges to reveal a rotten core

Oozing with an unknown slime

The black coloured lumps of already clotted blood

From the twenty times before

She took the razor again in her hands

Again and

Again and over

Again.

Slowly and always she's been cutting off her life line

One slit of the vein at a time

Exposing the eroded mess of a body

And the tangles of a decomposing brain that is

Wishing away her life upon a dream

A dream inside the dream of a life that was not her own

The model who lives in anorexia, who cannot actually breathe

But it is what she wishes.

So her bones jut out like flags against the bathtubs silkiness

Her face is sunken, a hallowed place with no life

Her bones etched and engraved with years of fear

From the "dimples" and layers of fat that stuck to her like glue

The "flab" that was skin that hung loosely from her ribs

An aspiration that caused this illness

And set her on the course of searching for a homedial cure

Yet, she is not thin enough, so she cuts away the flesh upon her body

With salt mixing with soap

From her once bright blue eyes and

The suds within the steaming water

That lap against her skin like a cat tongue

Roughly tormenting her already devoured soul

A harsh reminder of what she could never have

So the resolution she came up was to carve away her insides

To give away her vitals to the poor children in the world

In an attempt to be rendered thin and to disappear from plain sight

But she still can't choose what stays and what fades away

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Written by
kendal-anne
American
Published
Oct 15, 2013
Lines·Words
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