Better.
Insecurities
Tear my soul in two.
Flesh unmarked
Not all is as it seems.
Am I -
Not enough?
Too much?
All that I
Should be -
Strive to be?
Niggling earworms
Get out of my head.
My soul is not your bed.
But I fixate
Focus
Manipulate
The ideal self.
Live -
Without fear of opinion
My inner voice.
Is.
Screaming.
Drowned out
The waves of expectation
Crash, whip, silence.
Circling, prowling -
My goals need more time.
More energy.
Hello mother moonbeams,
The day is not enough.
Obsession has -
Reunited us.
Driving to the brink
The point
Unto which happiness rests.
POSITIVITY.
I'll love me today.
With all my quirks
And not-quite right hair.
Did you know there's a way
It's supposed to look down there?!
But why should I care -
My body is BEAUTIFUL!
I am force. I am power.
So what if I smell like a bear
And need to take a shower?
I'll love me today.
There's nothing That will stop me.
Believe me when I say,
I am flourishing. I am FREE.
Dirty Laundry
Dirty laundry scatters the floor of my apartment.
The past is present everywhere I shed my skin.
I am molding and ransforming. Each day born anew.
That damn dirty laundry stirs memories.
Every article takes me back. Again I can see
The good, the bad, and the growth, but my only thought
Is it's time to clean the dirty clothes in my apartment.