Smeared and wasted, <br />Unmoving on the bathroom floor. <br />Grime and makeup under her nails <br />Because she tried to tear her mask off. <br />Plaster in her lungs <br />From the walls of her mind breaking down. <br />Verbal abuse in her stomach <br />From all the beatings swallowed, without a sound. <br />There's maggots in her mouth- <br />All the lies she was ever fed. <br />Her ears wont stop bleeding <br />From all false 'I love you''s that were ever said. <br />And when they finally found her, on her forehead it read: <br />'When you're broken all over, you're better off dead.'<br /><br />Ana Podarevska<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/suicide-53/
