Judgemental MirrorA Poem by Sanctuary DementiaI have said this before, but I hate mirrors..... I cant stand to look at myself, sometimes all I want to do is to cut away all my imperfections.....Mirror standing in judgmental view Inescapable honesty staring back Physical happiness found in thinness Otherwise upon the body falls attack Minimal eating merely required to stay alive Identity found in anothers perception The ideal reminded every waking second Getting under your skin; an inner infection Suffering portrayed by worldwide obesity Anorexia, bulimia, nothing really but a question Modern convenience to be always ignored Too fat! Too fat! Teachers announce in a lesson Society must be pleased to live today Day by day I walk the path Food deprived, sleep deprived, am I perfect yet? Store bought chicken girl the fat falling in a mess of wrath Looking into the mirror… “Is that me?” Far too ugly never to find perfections balance Living onward whispering what nobody does see Yet asking again, leaving the choice to chance… © 2011 Sanctuary Dementia |
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Added on April 19, 2011 Last Updated on April 19, 2011 AuthorSanctuary DementiaNMAboutMisery is one of my nicknames, it at one point all that I was for both myself, as well as for those around me. I was vile, I was cruel, and I do stil retain the ability to be as such, but Ive learned .. more..Writing
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