“The most terrifying thing is to accept oneself completely.”
― C.G. Jung
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i lost my concealer
somewhere between cruelty-free make-up and
letting my skin breathe
the raw jagged surface of my face
sits defenceless
in its blemished flush
my wounded ego
crawls and slithers under my skin,
naked
every shot from eyes
piercing through
bare,
the chin freckled with anguished red
the cheeks blushed with hormonal crimson
the heart aglow with burning vermilion
where do we go from here?
when there is no nude veil
to rely on
to bury the sole compliment
spared for my looks;
[you have great skin]
is now moot,
exhibited in a cage of glass
in the museum of my vanity
where do we go from here?
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do you rely on anything to boost self-confidence?
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Beautifully vivid poetry – can picture it perfectly! Great to see you again 🙂
Thank you Tom. Sometimes I get what I call ‘notifcation anxiety’, so I am often late to reply to comments, but I always read them and they mean so much to me x
Conceal is a fascinating word to unveil in this way. Even though you exposed a “wounded ego”, I feel like the speaker has a lot of control. I like how the compliment becomes caged, now to be studied while it’s inside of there, not reaching anyone outside of the vanity museum. Maybe one day it will be released like a firefly back into a midnight sky.
Your comments is so beautifully written it’s a pome of its own! Thanks Lea x
Love this baring of the soul via baring of blemisjes.
Thank you, I’m glad you liked it
You are very welcome.
Imagery is amazing in this.
Thank you 🙂