Imperfect

by Emma Carnage   Mar 26, 2005


I sit in the shower
letting the warm water run over my skin
i stay cold though
cold from your look of disappointment

sitting here
every imperfection on display
i see the bruises and the scars

i watch the water drops on my leg
every one different
every one unique
every one perfect
i’ll never be that way
never in your eyes

i see the tiny hairs
everywhere
i watch as water puddles in between them
everything is perfect in here
everything but me

the blemishes on my skin are nothing
compared to the marks on my soul
i’ve been beaten and bruised
just by looks and by words

i want to flow away
to follow the waters path
the warm and perfect

i sit until the water goes cold
i can’t feel a difference
i’ve been been cold the entire time
i’ll never be warm again

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  • 19 years ago

    by eternal rest

    aww... emma... its beautiful....