Solace

Poetry

Skin’s not thick, that’s just my thighs.

Tears concealed beneath my eyes,

Smile is just a thin disguise,

So intent on my demise.

Soul laid bare for all critique.

Does my kindness make me weak?

For it’s just the truth I seek,

While I recoil from your deceit.

Wear my heart upon my sleeve.

Can not fathom to believe;

How such a hurt you could conceive.

Disregard what I achieve.

Ain’t no value in my crying.

Ain’t no power in your lying.

For in the end there’s no denying.

Solace comes when I keep smiling.

Reflections

Poetry

I catch her gaze upon me,

My smile starts to recline.

For what I see. Alas – is me.

The reflection – “mine”.

She shrinks into the shadows

Each curve she can not hide

For try in vain, they still remain

And suffocate her pride.

While years fade into memories

Each layer a story told.

Beneath the dress, the too much flesh

Her heart beats strong and bold.

Believe

Poetry

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Why do I give you power,

To stomp upon my pride.

Hold my worth inside your palm

Then break me down inside.

Questioning my value.

Does kindness make me weak?

Confidence is shattered

Your approval I still seek.

Don’t ask so many questions.

Stop speaking off the cuff.

So if I be, less like me.

Will that be good enough?

Shrink into your shadow

Try to mute my laughter.

Know my place, to save you face

Is that what you’re after?

Grandma said i’m precious,

I know she wouldn’t lie.

Maybe you are jealous.

Maybe I’ll just cry.

I thought this was my place to be

Where my light would shine

Yet now I fear, it hurts to care.

My dream no longer mine.

But I still have a vision

A passion to achieve

Don’t get stressed, just stay blessed.

If I choose to Believe