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Drop Dead Gorgeous

She starves herself, one day at a time. Weighs herself but isnt satisfied. Over the toilet she purges her binge. The fingers she uses to gag herself are twisted and thin. Her teeth are rotting at their core. Her tongue is singed and her throat is always sore. Her stomach is shrinking and her bones protrude. Never enough and its not worth the food. But none of that really matters, because she's drop dead gorgeous.

Each day that goes by she hates herself. More and more she beats herself. Taking the razor that leaves her skin bare, she cuts herself ten times without any care. She loves the blood as it beeds up from her incisions. She smiles as it throbs and is glad with her decision. She deserves it, she thinks she's not worth it. And each time it goes deeper and the scar will grow longer. And each time the pain and addiction grow stronger. But none of that really matters, becuase she's drop dead gorgeous.

In the shower she always cries. She wishes the day would wash off each night. Her tiresome life is filled with crying and sometimes she feels she shouldnt even be trying. She constantly tries to live up to the standard but she's so fatigued she cant even speak a solitary word. But none of that matters, because she's drop dead gorgeous.

Out of the shower, she dries off her tears. Puts on more makeup year after year. Piles it on to cover any imperfections. She knows society has no objections. Her mascara bleeds as she cries at the mirror. down her face and off of her chin, she begins to sob because she'll never be thin. She drops her concealer into the sink filled with swirling mascara tears looking like ink. It seems that she cant go a minute without thinking that she is insufficient. But none of that matters, because she's drop dead gorgeous.

She finally feels that she's had enough, she cant take anymore, things are just too rough. She finds all the pills that are stored in her home and she downs them without so much as a moan. She falls to the floor silently and fast and later found by those who lover her at last. They cant believe what they see and the lack of what they feel. The ambulence comes and it still doesnt seem real. Her stomach is pumped but it was too late. Suicide seemed to be her true fate. So her family and friends sit and cry. They had no idea things had gone so awry. The people who loved her were the ones that were so hurt. But none of that matters, because she's dropped dead.

gorgeous?
©2003-2009 ~kaitlee
:iconkaitlee:

Author's Comments

Poem sort of deal written on July 19, 2003. Basically about a girl who cuts herself and is bulimic as well as suicidal. um. I'm quite proud of it all... and I know it means /something/ when I, myself, get a bit teary eyed from reading it. I guess sometimes things just flow out in a way that you can't repeat. I love the concept behind it the most, however. How ironic it is that in order to be "drop dead gorgeous" you have to slowly kill yourself. Whether it's your spirit by constantly hating your imperfections, or literally killing your body by starving it of what it needs. I also just hope that I got a point across about how serious it is, yet also how... silly it can be? I'm not meaning to be insensitive at all, I know this. Some of it first hand, and other parts of it through friends. But doesn't it seem odd and convicting how futile it all is?

Death CAN be beautiful, but life IS beautiful.

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:iconmunchin813:
Very powerful words and images, it's beautiful in a dark way...
:iconcoira:
frig this is good. i love the bloody paper affect... i may be done alot but it never gets old to me at least. just wow. long for a poem though i debate that it could be considered prose.
:iconkaitlee:
thanks. :)

yeah, my friend and I were trying to decide which category would be best.. *shrug*

and the paper affect took forever! I did it with some watered down acrylics, and just let it sit there almost all day. I swear printer paper is water resistant.
:iconstarliteyes:
*tear* Its sad but its beautiful writing... You are an awesome writer. I only wish i could be that good :D
:icontwiztedashes:
this truly is amazing. i think i might have to print it out and post it on my wall. this is definitly a favorite. amazing job.

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i'm just another face without a name.... to whom it concerns...
:iconopiateburn:
I really enjoyed it, it's overwhelming full of emotion and intensely visual.
:iconxxalipoohxx:
you're very talented. i love it :)
:iconpystdragon:
nice. the poem isn't perfect, but nothing is, and that doesn't really seem to matter. the presentation is excellent as well. The ending-- spectacular.
:iconkaitlee:
Thank you very much.

I can't say I'm even satisfied with the wording and all. But the concept itself is art to me, and I'm glad I was able to get it out as well (or not-so) as I did. :D
:iconfishinmyhair:
I like the ending a lot and the paper effect...nice job.

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