Peeking through my last couple journals and stumbled across what appears to be a poetic evening in the life of Me. For any of you who have ever struggled with any part of your appearance especially weight, acne, or if you know the anxiety of leaving your room without foundation - you are clearly not alone. Trust me; there is a lot more to you than your exterior.
You've been taught
You're only worth
as much as you spend on your beauty creams
Your value is measured
in ounces
Tiny plastic jars
Little glass prisons
Hoping, hoping
One of those little glass prisons
Holds beauty captive behind its closed doors
Ransomed perfection
Only a screw top away
Atkins, Watkins, Oprah, South Beach
Everyone is an expert
On how you will best
Be most beautiful
except you
You do not get opinions
on your own self
Opinions are for professionals
Experts who study yourself
to make a living
Filling the cracks in your heart and your self-esteem
with creams and coatings
Foundation becomes your foundation
for who you will look like
Day in
Night out
A flaky cornerstone; your base
to build a flawless complexion
Because the one you have
Will never be flawless enough
Too many flaws
Too deep circles under too small eyes
Under too thin brows or brows not thin enough
Too much concealer
trying to conceal
a wound that is too deep
In your heart for any cleanser
to reach
Too dirty, too pock-marked, too scarred
for anyone other
than One with two hands too scarred
to heal; to make perfect
a wound that is far more than simply
skin deep
- Skin Deep (9/7/14)
