Body


They say that it's a temple
Yet tell me how it is
That I feel so uncomfortable
In something so purely natural
I feel unacceptable and
Almost reproachable
These thoughts almost uncontrollable
This devouring self-loathing
The daily battle in selection of clothing
Telling myself that I am not worthy
Based on arbitrary standards
Silly perceptions of nonexistent errors
I know I shouldn't look to others for answers
Yet I'm surrounded by cancer
Drowning in my own constructed fears
That lead to tears
How dare they say
That I am anything less than beautiful?
Because of a genetic code
That I could not control?
Because of the temporary body
That encapsulates my soul?
Surely it cannot be the depth
That this body can hold.

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