to be beautiful

[beanpoophead]

I remember how you used to make me feel
always laying spread out on your bed
watching your hands, watching my face
I always wore the tightest shirts
I always did my make up just right

cos I knew what the reward would be
there’s always a reward for being beautiful
when white powder is on the table

I remember after I’d breathe so deeply
fall back into a world of ecstacy
put the clear bag of white into my pocket
when you weren’t looking
I’d walk up your stairs, past your mom
into the bathroom, pour some out
and put some up my nose

stare at myself in the mirror for awhile
I knew I was beautiful, I knew I was
my skin the colour of the drug
and my eyes the colour of my soul

it was perfect way back then
I never had to spend a moment in reality
it was all so fake and it was all I could take
and you know what?

I’d go back there just to stare in the mirror
and remember what it feels like

to be beautiful

 

[Dastrix Slogan]

You have such an ability to put your feelings into words, this is such a sad piece. The more I read your work the more I just want to hug you.

 

[cherub]

^^^^^ totally agree * HUGS* great piece very heart felt!