Showing posts with label Forever - My Mother and Me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Forever - My Mother and Me. Show all posts

Monday, 17 May 2010

Obsessive




Fat is repulsive, enlightened repeatedly
Brainwashed from birth
Taunted and ridiculed
Flesh on our bones
So abnormal, so unnatural

Hide the troops, they are coming
With their thin stunning daughters
Skeletal, but so dazzling to the eye;
Specimens of splendor, so divine

Long blond hair, flawless skin
So emaciated, but beautiful
Hips jutting out, bones so transparent
So imperative to be thin was the order of the day

Banished in life
Isolated, sitting in our seclusion occur
Designated, by the sovereign of frailty
Ostracized, not to be seen.

Wounded, mortified
If my own flesh and blood from her throne deemed it so.

Fat farms, starvation, tortured unremittingly
Malnourished, who cares.
You’ll proceed into society
With pomp and splendor

The fat should not breathe
The same air as the thin, the holy
Words pulsating in my brain

Indoctrinated, reeducated
Thank you mother dear
For dispensing such valuable information
On a golden platter

Not blinded by this drivel, realizing the truth
Comprehending that starvation isn’t life.

Thursday, 6 May 2010

My Birth


I am abruptly revealed to the world
My warm safe haven has been consumed
By the voices and the light

People are weeping with elation
Why are they so overwrought?
With such emotion

I had to emerge
My time had come

People are mesmerized
By the sight of me
They don’t see the blood
The gore and the grunge

Sensation, my foremost
The world looking downward

Figures gazing at me
I see them through the haze

I recognize her voice
It’s been my music, my anticipation

I hear her lament
Gaping at the unsightly
The normal, the flesh

Assuming I was the prize
The ultimate, the trophy

But appearance so vital
External guise so essential

My sanctuary, my shelter
Had been ripped away

Sunday, 17 August 2008

Beautiful




Youth is a journey
Challenging life head on
Anxiety not in the forefront

Do you recognize?
That old age comes
In pursuit of one
With the equivalent of
Energy and enthrallment of youth

Exist with people who are real
Do what you desire
Inhibitions have fluttered away
Like butterflies just set free
Be egotistical, you are worthy
Scream to the world
Adoration for me
Loathe me
It takes wings and flies
This is me

Saturday, 17 July 1999

Cruelty






My memories labeled distorted
As a result I ‘m aware of being taunted
How dare she take my recollections?
Twisting, manipulating my own reflection
Warped, possessed by ridiculous notions
Belittling, offending thoughts put in motion
By no means is justification a requirement


Tuesday, 21 December 1993

Masks



She hid beneath a thousand masks
But none of them were real
Her qualms and anxiety slowly revealed
Her image so vital to the outside world
Figure face and beauty of paramount appeal
Her mirror a refection of what to her was real
Her fixation and obsession was the norm
Consumed was she by her own distinct form
She preened and observed her own flawless face
Not comprehending that she couldn’t keep pace
The masks they dissipated as the fury set in
Dazed and confused, she just couldn’t win
Authenticity and fantasy swiftly combined
Shocked and enraged her true psyche bare
Father time sat there laughing, he couldn’t care.

Tuesday, 14 December 1993

Suicide



So young, so silent, enveloped in tranquility
Serenity pervaded the harmonious silence
So youthful, so peaceful, enveloped in lace
Your agony and torment once again at peace
With poignancy my aching heart uttered adieu