Collapsing

She spends all day on her phone texting people she’ll hurt
While her parents go broke buying her food she’ll never eat.
Her head has collapsed in on itself like a dying star
Her bleeding conscience doesn’t know when to admit defeat.
She clutches to a symbol of the morals she would have kept
If she had been given a life with fewer obstacles than this.
She watches her world crumble with a smile on her face
And waits for it all to wash away with a kiss.

 

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