body, friendA Poem by Shysometimes foe, until I remember all she does for methis vessel is a vehicle during long hours of labor though tired, and restless she will move if you tell her to you imperfect being; stitched together by cell, atom, and element you, darling are an amalgamation of the genesis of our first born star take this vessel, take this temple give her a name, a purpose, a feeling admire the way she takes care of you, heals you lifts scar tissue over broken skin and calls you whole again she asks for nothing in return you, her caretaker, too broken to give her your love yet she forgives you cleansing your blood, replenishing herself a million times over seven years of rebuilding, seven years a new body your ribcage giving your lungs room to breathe though cracking and aching, falling apart at the seams, she forgives you “i was born to keep you living, tangible i will stop at nothing to keep you safe” your heart, beating softly in your chest listen closely with every thump, you can hear her say “i forgive you" © 2019 Shy |
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Added on April 18, 2019 Last Updated on April 18, 2019 Tags: body, friend, love, perspective, poems, body image, body positivity AuthorShySaint Louis, MOAbouti'm nineteen and i write things sometimes. stick around for teen angst and inspirational banter, probably more of the former. more..Writing
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