Who have I loved
Truly
Madly
Lived for
With bubbling whispers of any possible perfect future
Trapped in hushed rushed moments, unaware an outside world of devastation and destruction awaits…
Who indeed
Myself?
God no
This saggy bag of a body,
There’s no flawless filter to hide these
Angry Bumps across my skin,
Pockmarked.
Come ride the anxiety rollercoaster- free of charge
I reach for the sandpaper
The urge to just
Scrub it all away
About the Creator
Rachael Garnett
Hello, I’m Rachael, a thirty year old actress+musician, who is trying to re-submerge herself in the wonderful world of writing. I write about theatre, literature, the many problems life presents us with and my personal experiences of them x
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