
Day14
I am aware
of this journey of skin
its curves and rolls
in right places
in wrong
how other eyes defined
discouraged
filled cups of distain
to sustain me
through the years
I am aware
of this journey of skin
of not being enough
to satisfy
or qualify
love
how that bore
craters within me
that no amount of tears
could fill
I am aware
of this journey of skin
now a little less on one side
too much on other sides
the pain of recovery
wounds still fresh
unhealed in their age
scabs picked at
mindlessly
they may still take years
of kindness
to balance
I am aware
of this journey of skin
and the words I should hear
store in my heart
let grow from small, precious seeds
watered not with fear
not with sadness
not with hate
not with disgust
just love and care
if I let myself
just this once
~