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B M Clark Apr 2015
Body image *****.

Let me tell you something,
It may surprise you but I hope not.
Body image *****.
For everyone.

Not just big girls,
Hell not even just girls,
Everyone feel this.

I weigh 140 lbs.
I. Feel. Too. Fat.
When I weighed 115 lbs.
I. Felt. Too. Thin.

Body image *****.
Help.
Us.
We need to feel pretty again.
B M Clark Apr 2015
We are too nice for our own good

You said "We should have a nice race,
But I would let you go first"
I laughed, fingers crossed my keyboard
"Yeah but I would throw the race."
I replied grinning ear to ear.

No one's talked to me like this in ages
I often stare at empty pages
When they discover I have a husband
Conversations often get bland.

I assumed it's because I'm unavailable
Why invest the time?
Perhaps it's because I'm unavailable
They don't want to cross a line.

Charisma plus 5
Charm is a crit. Success
Why do I want you to think I'm pretty?
Is that why I wore this dress?

I don't want an affair,
It's just a girly crush
On the man finally brave enough
To be too nice for his own good.
B M Clark Apr 2015
When I met you
You exploded
Shattering my comfort
Opening my world

You dragged my out
Stood me up
Directed my eyes to the blinding sun
And reminded me what it's like
To have a crush on someone.

I understand it won't be.
I don't love you like him.
He is my hug,
Soft, safe, and warm.

But I had forgotten the thrill,
Of feeling these things.
Of butterflies and swooning,
But I know that it's false.

Time will fade this,
Feelings will mellow.
Until you are just you,
And I'm still with him.

But in the mean time write poems,
Embrace the strong moments.
Feel deeply, experience lost feelings,
But remember to love Matt
And never turn back.
B M Clark Sep 2014
Today I feel broken.
I'm carving up pieces of myself
offering them to everyone in an attempt
to make myself forget and help them

Today I'm getting smaller.
As I offer more pieces and he,
Who usually puts them back,
Takes them without question

Today I am sad without reason
Today I want him to know that
Today I cannot seem to show it
Never am I able to say it


Today I am a closed book
I expect him to read me
I cannot seem to yield my pages
I cannot open myself

Today I am a closed book
Today I am sad without reason
Today I am getting smaller
Today I feel broken

Today... depression.

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