#mybody
I don’t want
To wait until I love
Myself.
I want to love
Myself
So much
I care.
May 10, 2019
May 10, 2019 at 12:50 AM UTC
Sometimes I wonder
Why can't you change
Why are you the way you are
The size
Height
Weight
Even what's on the inside
Can't you change
To fit my wants and needs
I should know what's best for me
Right?
You gave me a brain
To make that decision
Right?
If I hurt you
It's for a reason
And the reason is your fault
For not making me as pretty
As I am on the inside
Or not giving me the weight
That goes with my height
That you also chose for me
A letter
To my body
I hate you.
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 11:34 PM UTC
My body, should be my temple
But why does it belong to someone else?
It belongs to the man who stared too long
It belongs to the man hitting on me in front of his wife
It belongs to the man who put his hand on my *** even though he couldn’t be bothered with knowing my name
It belongs to the man who kept asking after I just said no
My body isn’t my body
It belongs to men I barely know
Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 10:27 PM UTC
Cold linoleum and hushed voices,
**** tests and strip searches.
Accept their help or don't make it.
Recondition to become a sheep.
Control yourself, only you can do it.
But don't find relief unless permitted.
It might be your flesh but don't scar it.
Eat these pills but don't enjoy them.
Purge what they don't preach.
Deny your soul a sense of self.
Rely on acceptance and kneel at their
feet.
Molded into an institution's dream.
Time blurs until your release.
You don't recognize home or scent.
Remain tamed for years to come,
until their chains gratefully come
undone.
Creature of habit and comfort
slipping back into an old phase.
Relief swells with an epiphany-
Rehabilitation has always been fiction.
Sep 13, 2017
Sep 13, 2017 at 10:43 PM UTC
Shiny stars and clouds of dust.
****** tension, full of lust.
A simple touch ignites a fire
deep within my body's desire.
"Ignore the heart!" my body cries,
and set your worries to the side.
Nature does as nature calls
so slam my body against the wall,
and navigate my body-say.
Oh, please, fulfill my pleasures way.
Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 8:52 PM UTC
The location of the biological clock is complex.
Situated somewhere between my body
and everyone else's business.
Turning my womb into a property
everyone feels free to voice their opinion on.
As an elder woman turns to me and says:
"Now you're the only one left! Surely you'll be next."
Pressure disguised in encouragement.
One I am hesitant to slander, so I walk away,
politely, as if it were just a simple fender ******
Remarks and expectations thrown at me.
Everyone's opinion picking scabs to wounds
inside me nobody even knows exist.
Irrecoverable lacerations I will carry with me
until the end of my days.
Tik Tok goes the clock; perhaps it was a knock?
The message always the same: "Hurry up or you'll fall behind."
I slowly reach for the instrument measuring my time,
I tempt my fate a little while longer
by reluctantly snoozing my biological clock.
Jul 2, 2016
Jul 2, 2016 at 6:38 AM UTC
My body is my home.
Pink lips that give out fake smiles,
Voice that has spoken up and been shut down,Voice that has told many lies
Hands that have written what I dare not say, hands that have been used to pick up my mother broken pieces and putting them back together
Legs that have ran for miles but still haven't gotten away
Brown eyes that have cried many nights but still father never noticed why
Arms that were used to hug my mother when she was broken, arms that were used to hug myself when I felt alone
Brain that over thinks things and makes me doubt myself
Heart that has loved many who don't deserve it, heart that has been shattered into a million pieces but beating to this day
Fists that clench up when I can't speak
Body that I have hated, that I have loved
Body that has been bruised, cut, beaten, hurt, scared, don't worry because he loved you.
Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 2:21 PM UTC
if this body was
not mine. would i still hate it
and treat it the same?
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 10:36 AM UTC
Darkness
This darkness in my heart can not be filled
as they rip my heart piece to piece
The darkness in my heart reaches out to my body
My body is lifeless
My heart is now gone
My body goes with it
And me ?
For god has brought me home
My soul is pained
Instantly feeling regret
for I wish I was alive
But there's no going back
My lights have passed
My heaven is gone
For I am not in hell...
But I am now gone
Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 10:13 PM UTC