Layers and layers of makeup
I suffocate my skin.
No way to breathe
I suffocate my skin.
In the name of being pretty
I suffocate my skin.
It begs me, it cries with bitter sweat;
I suffocate my skin.
Telling it, "you're not beautiful."
I suffocate my skin.
I choke it with toner,
Strangle it with foundation,
Stuff it with concealer,
And stab it with blush.
I didn't realize
I suffocated my skin.
A brutal murder
That's what it is.
YOU ARE READING
Poems By A Nymph Drunk On Words
PoésieWords, They have changed me They have captured my soul and owned it But don't be scared my dear For Oh you have no clue How much I'm in love to be drunk on words.
