Poem - Fashion Trend.
 

A Fashion Trend.

You'll always be a super model,
Looking out those vacant eyes,
They'll say "she's caught up in the trend,
But she will never die."

And everything about her
Will be crystallized in glass,
Her transparent beauty,
As they know,
Will never last.

The fragile beads are falling
From around her pale wrists,
Her smile begins to waver,
With all this painful bliss.

Crimson marks her story,
And the roses by the dozen,
They'll say "she's just a fashion trend,
Stolen by a tragic end."

-Aimee.

[I wrote this after a nurse told me self harm was "fashionable".

Wow.....Its fantastic....
And beautiful imagery too.
Loved it

i like the rhyming, espeically the last two lines. doesn't overpower the writing.
great images too.

Wow, that was a great read.
Amazing imagery... and the tone & everything.
Nice work =)

I adore this.
I especially love the second and third stanzas.
incredible imagery.
this is just beautiful.

This was amazing.

Brilliant poem.
It's sad that fashion can be so tragic.
And it's also not true, in my mind anyway, that self harm is a fashion trend. It was really insensitive of the nurse to say that.
Take care xx