Pale bare skin
hasn’t seen the sun since some time last August.
Dark roots growing out
since lack of bleaching summer rays.
Dinners of Turkey and slices of pie
pile fat onto my body.
Insecurites
Talk to guys, but haven’t been able to make one stay
since the last one left in August.
Coldness has seeped into my skin
filling my veins with icy bitterness
Oh sun, fill me with warmth
shine, sizzle, burn confidence into my being.
Conceal
May 15, 2012
May 15, 2012 at 5:41 PM UTC
Pale bare skin
hasn’t seen the sun since some time last August.
Dark roots growing out
since lack of bleaching summer rays.
Dinners of Turkey and slices of pie
pile fat onto my body.
Insecurites
Talk to guys, but haven’t been able to make one stay
since the last one left in August.
Coldness has seeped into my skin
filling my veins with icy bitterness
Oh sun, fill me with warmth
shine, sizzle, burn confidence into my being.
Conceal
Request permission to use this poem