scabs and scrapes and scars to show
from every harsh word, every blow
that dwindled me from head to toe
becoming this me, that I don't know
switches, stitches, seams sewn up and down
make believe moments when I felt like a clown
make up to make me more like somebody else
anyone was better than being myself
promises broken, promises made to appease
a promise to one day make it all up to me
one day at a time, one foot in front of the other
one day to be the girl that was raised by my mother
fearless and faultless mercy for my reflection
loving myself fully, without exception
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (5)
I'm so glad you're working your way through these things with your poetry, and creating inspiration for others in the process.
Am I remembering wrong, or is the use of makeup, the distortion of self for various purposes, a recurring theme in your work lately? Might have been somewhere else I came across it.
That's it that's all there is One day at a time. Love the rhymes.
The lines ......switches, stitches, seams sewn up and down make believe moments when I felt like a clown....I liked the most.
Awesome rhyming, Kelli!!! Loved it!!!❤️❤️💕