Born from a
need
To fix
myself
I draw lines
On the skin
That defines
me
Belittles me
A fuelled
necessity
To take what
distorts me
And repair
it
Rip back
layer after layer
Of ugly
And somehow
Make me less
repulsive
Burn
darkness
Around broken
mirrors
So the light
wont
Get in
And my image
stays hidden
Unaware
That the
repulsion
Is buried
Further than
tearing my skin
Can ever
reach
Resonant with the unspoken.
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