She lay topless on the floor.
Crimson lines formed twisted patterns on her torso.
Her mind was blurred drugged confused.
The razor glinted in the light.
Slashing slicing separating.
Minuscule beads of blood dotted her pale skin.
She cut into her stomach and hips into the undesirable surplus weight.
Attempting to destroy it instead destroying herself.
Her chest became a grid of flayed skin.
Her abdomen a random collection of bloody stripes.
The scars would receive months to fade.
Her mind would never heal.