My skin is selfish, scarred, and flawed... My skin has become a facade. A facade hiding and dampening the most organic parts of me... Parts I want seen... Parts I want felt... But my punishment has been dealt. Dealt with deliberate destruction, signed by my hands for reduction. So cut it off for it's been hellish... As my skin has been so selfish.
Tag: Flaws
Outnumbered
Over time
my flaws
and faults
seemed to overpower
any and all of
my strengths
and successes...
And I began to
feel hopelessly
outnumbered
by myself.
You Saw Me
You ran your
fingers over my past.
and felt the frayed
edges of my heart.
Your eyes lingered
over my flaws
and you still were
able to see underneath.
And you saw me.
You saw more
than the girl
hiding behind humor
and sarcasm.
You acknowledged
and accepted me
for everything I
was trying to hide.
And you loved me.
And I loved you.
Anonymously Hal 