![]() When I Look in the MirrorA Poem by Tionge Rosalie Johnson![]() If you've ever struggled with self image or body dysmorphia such as myself, this poem might comfort you.![]() When
I look in the mirror, I'm
expected to see something beautiful on the exterior.
"Self-love,"
the anthem of a 21st century lie my sweet little girl ears took. Where
I am a habit of purchasing products that like a Band-Aid temporarily fixes
whatever damaged self-image I'd partook.
What
happens when you only see wants in the interior,
below the surface, below the flesh.
What
if that's what I hope to see? For
when I look in the mirror it's the exterior I'm blinding myself to
be.
The
flesh that's unlike the flesh on billboards, on Teen
Vogue, in New York fashion week.
What
if below the surface is where I hope to be? Away
from my own being, away
from facing the physicality that curses me.
What
then do I face when I look in the mirror? When
merrily a second's glance of who I am creates a schizophrenic need, a
hostility, a
virus festering within my mentality.
When
I look at myself in the mirror? I'm
I truly willing to face the exterior? © 2016 Tionge Rosalie JohnsonFeatured Review
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5 Reviews Added on June 28, 2016 Last Updated on July 25, 2016 Tags: poetry, spoken word, self image, body image Author![]() Tionge Rosalie JohnsonSyracuse , NYAboutI'm a graduate student at the S.I Newhouse School of Public Communications studying Arts Journalism where I am specializing in theatre. I have a great passion for writing and editing written work and .. more..Writing
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