In the mirror's unforgiving gaze I see,
A canvas marked by blemishes, that's me.
Face acne blooms, a cruel and constant foe,
A battle waged beneath the skin's fair glow.
Each pimple, scar, a story to be told,
Of struggles faced, of dreams that I still hold.
Yet, in this mirror's harsh, unyielding light,
I long for blemish-free, flawless delight.
I feel the weight of judgment's cruel stare,
As though my skin's imperfections laid bare.
But I must learn to love the skin I'm in,
For beauty's more than what's upon the skin.
My worth transcends the surface, I proclaim,
It's in my heart, my soul, my very name.
Though acne scars may mar this visage true,
My strength and spirit shine in all I do.
So I'll embrace my flaws, both seen and concealed,
And find in self-acceptance, wounds will heal.
For beauty's not confined to skin alone,
It's in the love and kindness I have shown.
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Comments (9)
It's important to be kind to yourself.
Super!!! Excellent story!!!
Don't you see beauty in the blemishes?
That last line. Yes. Excellent and well deserved TS.
Totally agree with you! Beauty is the love and kindness we show! Loved your poem!
Yes indeed! Lovely rhythm to an important message via poetry 🤗
I love the positivity in this. Fabulous.
I love your percentages! I absolutely relate 😄 coffee is life, pizza is great and anyone who thinks sarcasm is the lowest form of wit are just jealous. Self love is a hard earned virtue. And you are obviously working hard on it. Thank you for sharing your vulnerable moments ❤️ it can't be easy.
What a beautiful sentiment expressed in this wonderful poem