Ugly bitch.

The soft hand reaching out from the screen to caress your drooping face.

Every morning you take a hammer to your bedroom mirror.screaming.

You step on the fallen shards with your eyes fixed solely on the ceiling.

"Ugly bitch."

Lipstick and blush.

Nail polish and eye shadow

Fingers, once again, down your raw, acid eaten, throat.

"Ugly bitch"

"Fat fucking cow"

Your walls covered up by pictures of modern day beauty goddess.

Hahaha.

Go on and devour your self-esteem further.

Spill more blood  for your looks.

Your a porcelain doll with a fractured face and rotting insides.

Soon enough your soul will burn just like the feeling in your throat.