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Jan 2016
They call it normal.
And so I did.
It was a mature thing
And being young and naive.
I decided to do it myself.

It was extraordinary.
A glimpse of what will come,
when that time comes.
It was amazing.
Yet absolutely terrifying.

I was taught that
our body is special.
And needs personal care.
Not that soap and water care.
That mind and heart care.

It is created
Our body is created
For a purpose.
And that purpose
Isn't what I am doing
Right now.

I was torn
From belief and human nature
From what I was told as right
And what I know is wrong,
(Yet feels so right.)

And so here I am
Blaming almost every single piece
That is my being.

When will I stop?
When will I resist?
This ****** thing called

Temptation.
Too personal to be even put up here but I just feel like talking about it. Sigh...
J
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J  24/F/Asia
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