Body of Mine

Body of Mine

life has given me a body to tell you the truth i’ve never wanted it / a body / a life

it just has never been a thing that has seemed like it’s for me / a body / a life

i’ve always been full of love for others and a hate for myself an anger that i’ve never understood

back then i no longer wanted to live but now i do (i haven’t been cured but at least now, i try, i want)

i try to care for this body that i have often times i still hate it feel like it isn’t mine, i feel my consciousness float up and leave

as i look down at this body that doesn’t feel or even remotely look like me / a body / a life that is in ripples, blurry, and disconnected

your body has scars [while mine has paint splatters] but i kiss them everyday to see if i can alleviate the pain for you in the night [blanket of stars]

you kiss me too and show me that body can be beautiful when i thought no one ever would no one could love a body like mine but you give

me a drive to care for this body of mine i want to share it with you touch my skin, all of the marks and i’ll always kiss your scars

/ a body / a life