you know the motion of wringing out a cloth after you've just wiped off your car windows?
the hot, soapy water running down your arms as you spend the day outside smiling.
and you know how sometimes you set the cloth down on the driveway and forget about it for a couple hours?
and when you come back its still all twisted?
but its no longer warm and soapy,
its dry and stiff.
and you go to untwist it but its rough on your hands and it wants to stay coiled.
This is what the foundation of my body is: twisted, stiff, rough.
all of the uncomfortable words you can possibly think of, that is what makes up my physical self.
and after saying these words do you know what they have in common?
pain
****** pain and emotional pain
do you know what its like to feel like this everyday? twisted, stiff, rough.
there isn't a day that goes by where I don't notice it
and I don't think that anyone will ever understand this.
its not that im not trying
unfortunately this body is not able to be mended