Do you ever feel so broken?

You haven’t a clue what it is
that’s left you feeling so hopeless

Lying awake at night
In the dark
Staring at the ceiling

Wondering why?

And I-
shed my skin
Layer by layer
by layer

Peeling away all of the dead
Scabbed and scarred bits

The shell of what was
No longer lives within the
lining of my skin

The bare and bitter truth-
Of what once was, or what could
have been

I’m naked
I have nothing left to offer
or give

And I rid myself of my many
masks
Disregarded the ceramic,
stone, paper and concrete
Dishevelment of my past

And so, I threw them away
Never to be thought of
or seen again

In the trash they'll stay

Forever will I proudly wear
the true essence
Of my inner and outer being

Simply me
© 2014 Christina Jackson