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I think that somewhere along the line, God forgot me In his garden of gorgeous roses and beautiful daisies I’m merely a **** unwanted and tossed aside, Left alone to wither, waste away and die I see myself and I don’t like what I see It’s hard to remember a time when I did not despise my body A time where I did not pick apart every single flaw – A time where my skin was immaculate and not covered with scars They told me to stop because it would hurt me in the end But I needed it so much that I couldn't comprehend My fingers trace the marks that the razor blade hungrily kissed, The feeling of desire and urgency is no longer missed I examine myself and think for a while, Unknowingly my mouth breaks out into a smile My vision blurs, immediately filling with tears Maybe with a little clarity- I’ll see myself in a way that I didn't for years I’ll learn to love my crooked nose And the scars that imprint my skin, I’ll go to every extreme To gradually piece myself back together again.
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Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 5:28 PM UTC
An Apology To My Reflection
I think that somewhere along the line, God forgot me In his garden of gorgeous roses and beautiful daisies I’m merely a **** unwanted and tossed aside, Left alone to wither, waste away and die I see myself and I don’t like what I see It’s hard to remember a time when I did not despise my body A time where I did not pick apart every single flaw – A time where my skin was immaculate and not covered with scars They told me to stop because it would hurt me in the end But I needed it so much that I couldn't comprehend My fingers trace the marks that the razor blade hungrily kissed, The feeling of desire and urgency is no longer missed I examine myself and think for a while, Unknowingly my mouth breaks out into a smile My vision blurs, immediately filling with tears Maybe with a little clarity- I’ll see myself in a way that I didn't for years I’ll learn to love my crooked nose And the scars that imprint my skin, I’ll go to every extreme To gradually piece myself back together again.
I think it's about time I show myself some love.
#love#sad#god#relationships#happy#self-love
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Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 5:28 PM UTC
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