Beauty //Chanlix FF

They said beauty was a blessing from the heavens.

They said beauty was only bestowed upon those who were worthy.

They said those who possesses said beauty are people worth mentioning and worshipped about.

So why is it like this? If this is a blessing why does it feel like a curse?

If this was bestowed upon the worthy, why do I feel so worthless looking at a vision of myself staring back at me with thoss lifeless eyes?

If it was truly worth mentioning and worshipping those who possesses this beauty, then I don't want it. I really don't.

As those words, haunt me like stubborn itch that can't be itched.

As those words slowly turn into something much more painful. much more scorching.

As those words continue to stick around even through all the time had passed.

I truly can't move on.

TRIGGER WARNING:
Mentions of SA
Sexual Assault
Depression
Self-harm
Mentions of ED