Bitter taste of honesty
By SickSanityJenn
The way I envision them is how I want to see myself
Beautiful indifference with no regard for anyone else
But that's not who I am no matter how I hard I try
I'm a bleeding heart, my emotions at war inside
My body has never fit the image I've always admired
Perfection is not attainable but it's what I desire
Eyes are portals and I hold a universe deep within
If only my outer shell was the woman under my skin
I contemplate my life and the lives inside my head
Will I always be disappointed for the life I've never had?
I feel so incomplete, an open book with words missing
My half scribbled experiences as scattered as my dreams
I could tear my walls down and try to start again
Or else accept myself and learn to love me in the end
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Copyright 2014 SickSanityJenn
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On Saturday, July 26, 2014, SickSanityJenn
(250) wrote:
Thank you. I'm often stuck in morbid depression, loathing myself and what I've become, picking apart my appearance and seeing only flaws, failures and weakness.... Though at times I appreciate my strengths and acknowledge my achievements. I'm sure I am not alone in that
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On Saturday, July 26, 2014, Honey
(394) wrote:
Oh,I am my own worst critic...on all fronts...but,let the past be the past...which is easier said than done....but,I fully understand.
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A former member wrote:
Good work, I absolutely sympathize
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A former member wrote:
This is a very well penned piece.. Your emotions and feelings are palpable and vivid... To accept oneself is not an easy thing when all we have learned is to hate ourselves... But if you really try and put all your energy to do that, it will be work.. I'm trying it everyday.. Some days are easier than others but I still have hope! Thank you for sharing this one :)