Hauling " insanely beautiful" up a flight.
Hurl herself to the bottom, she might.

Her heart in her shoe, her shoe out of sight.
She feels this is perfect, her awareness a blight.

Tip back the bottle, purge up your meals.
To her, this is how happiness feels.

Reality slipping, falls through her hand.
Eyelids slowly dipping, a final thud: her body lands.