[♥.]
Darling, you’re c h o k i n g on
Glitter again, inhaling the sweet,
Shiny powder;--
Coughing up it back up and staining
Your cheeks a certain shade of
[Heartache.]
Your -mesmerizing- lips seem to be
Cracked and faded with the
Pretty life you live, and the
Lovely lies [thatdropdownfromyourtongue]
Remember that the stitches tugging
Together the rips and tears in your skin
Won’t be there
F o r e v e r.
Pretty soon you’ll fall apart and come
Slipping down
Just like the rest of us have.
Close your eyes and wish upon
And imagined star, because
Tonight is your last chance
To fly.
Spread your satin wings
And soar down to the dirty streets
(That’s where you belong.)
And you fly that
Drug induced
Trail, ignoring the acid [that must be
Pouring from the sky.]
Every morning after you learn to fly
You end back up in your own
Bedroom, with the faithful
Glitter awaiting your greedy
>Inhale,>
And blood trailing across
Your floor, where you dragged yourself
Back to reality.
[Being concious really sucks, doesn’t it dearest?]
Your skin is devoid of pigment, but
Laced with sparkles and tiny shards of
Glass.
A monster, in the least, but you feel so
Beautiful; therefore your health must be
Insignificant.
How many nights, spent puking up
[That friendly glitter] and
Shaking so bad you can hardly
Breathe,
Can you recall?
Because your dance (with the perfection
Of being high) seems to have
Left you tripping over yourself,
Dizzy and falling down upon
The cold cement.
[As you boldly try to follow the
Glitter trails home.]
Just make sure no one follows you,
Your gleaming friend doesn’t seem to like the company.
Spend your nights alone with
That monster,
Letting it inside of your bloodstream and
Making sure you don’t lose any.
I’m sure it will take care of you,
Not that the starvation for
More cocaine and
Maybe some love
Will ever be abandoned anyways.
What a beautiful [mess.]
Author notes
Dirty Pretty ♥
Drugs. Dirty pretty. its been a while since I've tried to write some actual dirty pretty. so don't laugh at my feeble attempts.
♥
She's the truth I don't want to face.
A contest entry
- And it's all because of you....x♥x by Peppermint star xxx.
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Comments
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The first line of this really drew me in, and you held my attention throughout the entire poem, which is quite impressive considering the length of it - I usually get bored during long poems.
I liked the story that this piece told and the way that it ended.
There were a couple of areas where I thought that the layout could be improved, and there's a slight typo in the line
***[Being concious really sucks, doesn’t it dearest?]***
--> concious = conscious
but aside from that, beautifully written.
Thankyou for entering and best of luck.
Keira
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Wow, great imagery. I love your use of dirty pretty. For the first in a while... it's really good. Good write.
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what a beautiful mess... really good choice of words.
thanks for sharing.
lekha
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[♥.]
Darling, you’re c h o k i n g on
Glitter again, inhaling the sweet,
Shiny powder;--
Coughing up it back up and staining
Your cheeks a certain shade of
[Heartache.]
I wouldn't refer to this as feeble....Just astonishing. I would officially say you're back again =] Good work <3
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Beautiful, as always
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