Beauty Free®
I don't look good anymore
i never feel good for sure,
i don't have that inner glow
i don't have what it takes to go.
Go On i simply can not
for all of me has rot,
rot to the core
the stench of despair 4evermore.
I don't know what more is expected of me
when i've been stripped of mercy,
stripped and left with nothing to share
my spirit has no will to bare.
My heart is broken beyond mend
except to see the end,
the end of days on earth
for i have no body of worth.
I used to be thought of as pretty on the eyes
but now grotesque is on the rise,
i know outer beauty is not what makes a person
but visual ugliness makes me more....
of a plague and burden.
Even when they see what's important....
my heart on my sleeve
and not grossed out looking at me they still leave,
leave me here feeling beaten black and blue
i NEVER felt ugly or broken down with MY POOH.
Between needing so much help just to be
then needing to mask how i look that people see,
i'm just not worth taking the time
to make the space for this body of mine!!!!
Copyright© 2012
Sally
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