the bathroom i spend the most time in.
the one where i could stare at my face as i watch the skin melt off the bones.
melt like a pure, white candle that's been
lit on fire.
this pure, white soul has been set a flame.
a flame that has yet to die, just burns.
my insides have turned into a muddy,
dark grey mess.
i have turned into a muddy mess.
a mess of skin and bones.
a mess of red blood, and brown eyes.
the eyes that hide behind glasses,
the blood that hides behind veins.
the me that hides behind a purple top coat.
the clear top coat keeping my sparkly nails safe.
the faded jacket keeping my sparkling fire safe.
i don't want to burn the whole town.
so i keep to myself in the bathroom i spend the most time in.

May 22nd, 2019