| Overwhelmed with pure revulsion as I stare into the mirror
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| Physically problematic attributes disdained in horror
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| Social situational avoidance due to imaginary shortcomings
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| Suicidal thoughts provoke me to eradicate these anomalies
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| Mortified at the sight of myself, I must purge these deformities
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| With a knife, I begin slashing at the defects that inundate me
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| Under the influence, I slice the margins of my fucking face
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| My fingers slide beneath the skin
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| Hellbent on self-mutilation
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| With fervor I peel the skin away from my skull
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| Created in God’s bizarre mutant-like image
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| The need to completely destroy the bane of my appearance overcomes me
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| Slicing what was once my face into smaller edible pieces
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| Shoveling chunks of my own tissue into my goddamn mouth
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| Masticating every piece to become fully digested
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| Gazing deep into the mirror
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| Grinning at the blood-soaked mess
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| Triumphant in my grisly deed
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| Knowing I must finish myself off
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| Faceless in my contemplation
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| The pain unbearable
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| Bolt-action chamber loaded
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| Staring down the business end
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| Preparing myself for the blast to come
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| Barrel in my mouth
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| With no regret, I pull the trigger |