2013 NaPoWriMo Day 2

Slow Destruction

She watches
the changes slowly taking place –
black leather draped over curves no longer there,
shadowed eyes gazing longingly at week old track marks,
painted ink over marble skin –

written stories both intimate and fearsome.

She watches
the slow destruction,
the descent into madness –
haunted eyes stare of the mirror
at the stranger looking in.
The once bright soul –
feeling like an outsider
in her own body –
watches through the windows of her eyes
at the slow destruction of her body
as the darkness slowly closes in.