Bringing SexyBack
A poem to my younger self
A word in the ear to my younger self
You and me got lost in the crowd
You know,
YOU. ME,
our edgy self!
You didn’t honour your power
You couldn’t grasp,
you WERE,
a fine ass flower
You didn’t see your glory
Too lost in your same sad story
If you knew what you know now,
how time rushes by so fast.
Anyway, you can’t magically change your past
Wild bits, you dopey shit
The Earth years, and date years
A cacophony of crazy tears
How many times did you look in the mirror!
I wish it could have been fucking clearer
Although I take my hat off and give you a bow of a doff
just before you entered, the dreaded CHANGE
Well it was so damn strange,
you clocked that badass beauty
It didn’t last long coz you went inwardly moody
Everything switched
Life’s a BITCH
I know you miss her,
especially now that you see HER
BUT your beauty has grown deeper down
into your funny toes and up to your crown
Roots that shoot up Warrior boots
You lift iron, girl
Nice bicep curl!
Wink wink
NOW suck it up and see
© Chantal Weiss 2026. All Rights Reserved
This poem has been included in my poetry book, available via Amazon UK and US:
About the Creator
Chantal Christie Weiss
I write memoirs, essays, and poetry.
My self-published poetry book: In Search of My Soul. Available via Amazon, along with writing journals.
Tip link: https://www.paypal.me/drweissy
Chantal, Spiritual Badass
England, UK
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Comments (3)
This was so freaking empowering! 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Very nice!
"fine ass flower" is such a great line!