BDD

BDD

A Poem by poison&kerosene

Seeing reflections through a fun house mirror
Your perception is kinder but mine is clearer
The doctor told me I don't see what they see
That this heinous monster isn't actually me
I've traced every contour, pore and curve
Only to despise this phantom I observe
Makeup can't cover it, no matter what I do
My conviction on my image is dreadfully true
I want to burn every picture, lock myself away
I want to hide from the unforgiving light of day
Body Dysmorphic disorder, they claim it isn't real
But it will never take away the self contempt I feel.

© 2019 poison&kerosene


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Thank you! I had a lot of trouble with it because BDD is just hard to put into words. I'm not entirely pleased with it but I wanted to write about it.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Hmm, most people would try to offend what they don't know what it signifies. I think you are very smart and more brave than most people by posting a difficult poem to decipher.

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Added on July 15, 2013
Last Updated on December 19, 2019