les rayons d’Hélios au travers de la fenêtre
sur ton corps nu, brillent et te reflètent

par sa lumière naturelle et divine
sur ton visage l'illumine

par le reflet des couleurs de l’iris de tes yeux
j'entrevois l'avenir, l'espoir et ton absence de pudeur

je souhaite me noyer, sombrer dans ton âme
embrasser chaque recoin possible de ton visage

faire glisser sensuellement, ma main le long de ta peau
ressentir tes imperfections, nombreuses de bas en haut

ta sérénité d'esprit est ta plus profonde essence
te redécouvrir m'ôte de ma méconnaissance

sans fin, je te suis esclave
ton goût m'a libéré de mon entrave

telle la condition de ma perdition angélique
tu m'honores de ta sexualité romantique

emporte-moi au-delà de notre métabolisme
fais-moi tien comme la lumière face au prisme

je me meurs d'espérance et de plaisir
je me donne à ton immense agonie

je t'entre et rencontre l'origine de la passion
à jamais toi et moi nous serons

My body craves it, but my mind doesn't.
Next thing you know, the bite goes down my throat.
"Why are you doing this?"
"You're a disappointment."
"You'll never reach your dreams."
"Why don't you just eat less?"
The devil on my shoulder says.

It's not easy. It's never enough. IM never enough.

"Didn't you just eat? You're eating again? "
"Why don't you eat? You've ate nothing but gum.."
"Hey, you look a little glum are you okay?"
"I miss her so much. I had just talked to her yesterday."

The pleasant strangeness

of your body, that body --


going its own way.

Some days I wake up in terror
The body would move if only the mind would
Send the signal
Feel safe enough to go on living
Those days I feel a cage in the shape of
My skin
Pushing inwards with so much force
I could become a black hole


Some other days I wake up vivid
Full of life
I can walk, run, lift
Smile
I can answer the phone
I can plan my days ahead
And the only thing getting in my way
Is a pain
In my lower back
That makes it difficult to make things fun
And a confusion
That makes it difficult not to wonder:


"𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦?"

If you ever wish to know who you are,
Look at your company.
See what you will do
When your life falls and you are in agony.

Take a stroll, a place or two
See how your body will hold
The way you act and talk;
Show your disciplined mold.

You don't need to look for progress
Your result will show it.
Your comprehension of hard times,
Tell the mindset you've built.

You thoughts and ideas
Embrace the way you talk,
How you treat others,
Or even the way you walk

And in no time should you need,
An appraiser or critic.
All you need is a mirror and mind,
And an idea to stick.