It hits the most at night
As you gently close the door
And hit the light bulb
Windows wide open
To feel that breeze
To just feel free
Covered up in warm blankets
Shivvering in your brain
It is that simple comment
"You fat"
"You ugly"
That suddenly trigger that part of the brain.
What do I have to gain?
Tears
Anger
Frustration
The ability to lose my breath in a state of numbness.
Why do I feel like this?
Why am I so obstructed by my own species ?
Its like a hand to my neck.
"Oh look at you"
Its the mentality.
What is beautiful anyway?
The bin outside?
Or me ?
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Self Obstruction
PoetryHow does one put all the pieces together. How does one remain confidence in this body ,in this person you were given to live. Society shapes so many people and destroys many people. This content will cover a selection of poetry/writings and thoughts...
