Whats Wrong Feels So Right

Behind a closed door she stands. In a shower with her tooth brush at hand. The feeling of guilt making her sick She manipulates her throat with the stick. The sound of running water fills the air. Her stomach tightening, she pulls back her hair. Contents and blood spill to the ground Holding her breath, eliminating sound. Her throat now incredibly sore She looks at the mess on the shower floor. Her eyes are swollen and red from the pressure Tears fall from her eyes in pleasure. Now examining herself in the mirror A slight smile starts to appear. What she knows is wrong feels so right So she plans on doing it again tonight.