Beauty is a sin
And ignorance is bliss

Because the more people talk about
The way your eyes shine
Or the more they look at
The shape of your body as you pass a room

The less you value yourself
And the more you value your shell
Your body is just a hollow vessel
Incomparable to the passionate soul it holds

If only you were see through
Then they would really see you

After years of traveling
Through the sandstorms of despair
The droughts of self-loathing
I thought I found an oasis in you
But I guess you were just a mirage

I jumped in without hesitation
Even though I knew I would drown
In your eyes, blue as the sea

I was hoping you would throw me a life vest
Instead you stood back and grinned
As you watched the waves engulf me

I’m not protecting myself
When I tell you no
I’m protecting you

From trying to reach
My head in the clouds
Just to come tumbling back down

Or trying to swim down
Into the depths of me
And not having enough oxygen
To breathe

Or getting lost in the
Labyrinth of my mind
With no exit sign

Despite what I want
I won’t let there be
Casualties because of me

Per-fec-tion (noun)
/ pərˈfekSH(ə)n/
noun

Perfection isn’t

An Endearing personality
That captivates all who see you
Paired with a captivating voice
Others look up to

Waking up every morning
With a smile on your face
As you walk through life
The embodiment of beauty and grace

Passing through
Day to day trials with ease
Treating the storms of life
As if they were only a breeze

That’s madness

Perfection is

Coming home to bills
Scattered across the kitchen table
Wondering if your daughter’s childhood
Will ever be stable

Having a face marked with
A new wrinkle line
Paired with your
Unquenched need for more wine

Not knowing if the tears will stop
Or where to run
When your best friend’s
Time on Earth is done

That’s imperfect