Pare Me

Pare me 

Little by little 

As I give myself away 

Piece by piece 

Till I find myself gone 

And I'll let you remake me 

Once again in that image you desire 

To begin picking at my parts 

Obscuring my aberration

Imperfections filed down

Till I am raw and bare once again 

Showing nothing but irreversible scars 

Reviews

[Cee. Es.]

Alicia, I noticed the contrasting themes going on too but i really wanted it that way.
When you go about removing things from something in the attempt to make it perfect you leave scars. At least thats how i saw it. Sorry if its confusing, i guess its more poetry for myself

[Alicia™]

A very interesting poem. I liked the emotions behind it, and the story definitely intrigued me. There's some contrasting here that confuses me a little, though. Towards the middle you suggested that the person here is being forced into some else's idea of perfection, but in the last line, you talked about scars. I believe that it should be scars that are invisible to whoever created them, and not just irreversible scars. Another thing, is that you should add punctuation to some of the lines, which, though the flow is already very good, will help to direct readers to pause at the right places.

With all that said, this piece is really interesting… The painting that you painted in my mind is a haunted, beautiful one. I would definitely love to see it elaborated upon a bit more. Wonderful job!