she draws the curtains, bright white light streaming in through the blinds. she squints and shields her eyes.
she puts on fresh leggings, peeling off the week-old ones she previously had on. she steps into the bathroom and uses a wipe to take off her makeup she was too tired to remove the night before.
inhaling deeply, she looks at herself in the mirror. greasy hair, deep eye bags, and pale skin. biting her lip, she takes another deep breath, and looks back to the window.
a fresh start, she thinks to herself. i'm going to get better.
YOU ARE READING
escapril 2019
Poetryescapril was created by the lovely savannah brown in which you write something, anything, every day of april inspired by the prompts. here is what i created. 🌷💐
