I am Sexy.A Poem by Sarah FlaniganI am sexy because I have embraced my huge feet, big nose, scarred thighs, unruly hair, I finally love the skin I'm in. I am sexy because I have stared death right in the face. I've knocked on his door. I've felt his icy breath on the back of my neck. I've even begged him to take me. But I have gotten over my crush on death. I am sexy because even when my heart is heavy with nostalgia and my knees are weak and my lungs are exhausted and my legs want to collapse under me, I somehow manage to keep on going. I am sexy because, despite the depression and anxiety disorders, broken bones and broken hearts, self harm and suicidal thoughts, and verbal and emotional abuse I've endured, I came out of it stronger than I've ever been. I am sexy Because, when I get knocked down, I get right back up. Because I've learned how to truly live, rather than just survive. Because I am standing tall, even after the storm of life ripped through. Because I have found a strength that I never even knew I had. Because now, I never back down. I am sexy Because I've got a fighting spirit. Because I've endured a lot of s**t in the 18 years I've been alive Because I've learned to respect all life, yes, even my own. Because I will never be perfect, and I'm fine with that.
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2 Reviews Added on November 4, 2014 Last Updated on November 20, 2014 AuthorSarah FlaniganTNAboutI'm an introverted bookworm. I tend to spend my days drinking far too much coffee and playing my ukulele too loudly. Life is strange and surreal, but also beautiful somehow. more..Writing
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