Just PerfectA Poem by Not here
I want a perfect body.
I want a spotless soul. I want an honest laugh, and I want to be made whole. I want to really smile, without holding to a knife. I would give away it all to live a perfect life. Words are really hard to make into a phrase. I can't capture them and get me through this maze. And I detest myself everyday in some ways, especially at church as I sit on Sundays. All around me, it seems like I'm getting praise. But it never lingers in my heart, and it never stays. In the next moment, I'm wanting them to raise me up on their shoulders and hold me there for days. The things that I feel set my world ablaze. I can't put out the fire or cut these charades. 'Cause I'll laugh at their jokes, but if you look at my gaze inside my eyes you'll find a fire and a hatred haze. I want a perfect body. I want a spotless soul. I want an honest laugh, and I want to be made whole. I want to really smile, without holding to a knife. I would give away it all to live a perfect life. I want spotless skin, with no marks or bruises. I want exactly what I want, not what he chooses. 'Cause he's inside me, but he still refuses to give in to my wishes. It's me he abuses. He's the dead man I'm mentioned, and he walks alone. He hacks into my head like a bug into a phone. Over the years he's grown. He's made me his own. And now when I come home I fall like a stone... I want spotless skin, and I know that's greed. But it's true, no matter. And still I bleed. Yeah, it leaves some marks and it leaves some stains, but for a moment it releases me from darkened chains. Give me perfect features, and I'll ruin them instead. Give me a great appearance, and it'll all get to my head. Give me a great body, and I know I'll use it wrong. Give me a perfect body, and I'll pretend it makes me strong. Give me perfect features, and I'll ruin them instead. Give me one more minute Give me a great appearance, and it'll all get to my head. and I'll sing you my song. Give me a great body, and I know I'll use it wrong. Give me one more moment Give me a perfect body, and I'll pretend it makes me strong. and I'll sing you my song. I want a perfect body. I want a spotless soul. I want an honest laugh, and I want to be made whole. I want to really smile, without holding to a knife. I would give away it all to live a perfect life. But I'm obsessed.
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