Ugly

On her knees again
Staring at her sullen reflection in the toilet bowl water
Watching, as she thrusts her fingers down her throat
And flushes away the pain

Pale, ashen, skin clinging to her withered frame
Wasting away from the beautiful person she once was
Her distorted body is disintegrating before her eyes
But in her disoriented state, nothing is wrong

The false images she sees on her television screen
Are etched into her mind
They are all she sees
And have stolen her life from her

Her weak knees buckle beneath her
She falls to the cold bathroom floor
Her breath dwindles to a mere word...
'Ugly'