Pain is Beauty: Why Am I Not Beautiful Yet?

September 25, 2017
By JunoJupiter GOLD, Conneaut Lake, Pennsylvania
JunoJupiter GOLD, Conneaut Lake, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all." - Oscar Wilde

“For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), its always ourselves we find in the sea.” - E. E. Cummings

Grains of rice in a row -

half now, half later -

a few carbs

my savior

from the black spots growing in my vision.

Don't feed me your words of wisdom.

I'd rather wither,

watch my bones protrude;


Tired eyes,

thighs like crescent moons; wane,

meals; the bane

of the this sad existence.


This is what you made me.

The author's comments:

When I wrote this, I was in a very dark place. I was struggling with so many things, I felt inadequate, stupid, and anything but beautiful. Now, just 3 months later, I feel genuinely good. I just hope that anyone who reads this knows that they're wonderful, and if you relate to this poem, don't give up. It really does get better. I promise.

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