ImPhat

Today I stand in line. At the end of the line is the beginning of something I've never experienced. A clear view of the world. Hands shaking and stomach tense. My whole life spent behind the porcelain mask not knowing about appearances. All these years behind a mask of sheer, blank emotion. I scratch at a loose piece of skin next to my thumb nail. The whole time never looking up. Only occasionally glancing at the heels of the people in front of me shuffle ahead. The only noise i hear. Shuffle, shuffle, shuffle, every few minutes. I get anxious and rip the piece of skin off. I can only think of what i will look like My thumb starts

Pull tight your corset ties. You know it's unhealthy, but all those needles. The only way… Strap on your stilettos, so black. Deep, death… You're short on breath. Everything pulses in pain. Yet you continue to dress. It's for them, just for him. Let down your hair, shinning crimson. Comb through at least a hundred times. Rouge up your cheeks rosy and red. Reminds you of a time The only way… Almost finished. Soon the sirens will sing. One thing left. Something you save for the dark of night. Slip through, mirror in the blade Slide your gloves up to your elbows. Silvery white, gleaming bright Now you're ready. Red seeps th

At last, he grabs my hand. He pulls me outside. He holds my hand as we walk home to his house. His parents say hello. They smile at our clasped fingers. He carries me upstairs, down the hall, into his room over the threshold, and lays me on his bed. My head at the footboard, he slides next to me. Cracks a joke I laugh and smile and gaze into his eyes. I'm not worried about anything. He looks back at me, and at my lips, and then my neck. He kisses each with a gentle peck, almost nonexistent, but extremely warm He grabs me in his arms and kisses my mouth. We kiss, sporadically, for hours and hours. Amazement overtakes m