I threw up rotten makeup
By Erin

Written 2024-10-03
Her eyes were washed with dark
A creepy clown in a park
Face all pale and white
I think it's missing a watermark
Lips stained with black
When I saw her I never turned back
When she ran I heard the shell crack
Those lids, they suffer in a way
The void they're under isn't grey
Last night I saw her in my dreams
I woke up aching dizzy
Swallowing all my screams
The ghosts are mad
Monsters crying sad
They say she took away
The only job they had