Take Me Home (Original Poems)

The Reflection - Poem 6

I needed to clean my skin

From all the dirt and grime it has taken on

From society.

From "friends".

Physically and emotionally.

When I step into the bathroom and

Remove my over-sized sweatshirt,

Remove the makeup,

Remove the continually growing skinny jeans.

I see her again...

That girl...

Her face is so very thin.

Pale skin.

Dull blue eyes.

Collar bone so visibly noted.

Jutting ribs and hip bones.

She was looking at a girl that she didn't want to know.

She told me

That I did not look this way .

That I was overweight and fat.

No one would ever love me

They helped to take away that

Ugly white, pale skin.

I raised my fingers to the newly hurt skin.

I flinch with the slightest touch.

I looked into my own blue eyes in the mirror.

You will find someone to love you.

You need to learn to love yourself first.