Itching
flaking
burning
cracking
becomes a sequence
when the layers peel one by one
Like an onion it cracks and peels
it falls and steals
the tears from your eyes.
It’s an obvious secret
not so secretive at all
One that can take over your whole life
and make you feel small
but I’m not small
im quite tall
19, a model I’ve done well…
until the monster comes out of me
then everyone will see
But that’s my life now just passing the time
waiting for that day
the final day
that the monster will come out to play
He will take over my mind and body
He will make it worse in every way
use cream they say
but how can I explain the sleepless nights and never ending pain
which is driving me insane.
I once would of liked to be a full time model
it was a dream of mine
but soon I’ll look like an onion
peeling like at the start
falling apart
impossible to end
and here we go again
itching
flaking
burning
cracking
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I liked your poem a lot. You beautifully worded your pain, experience, and struggle with psoriasis. Good luck with everything that you wish to accomplish in life. You’re strong and unstoppable and can accomplish anything ❤️
such vivid imagery
and good use of repetition
to portray that sense of incessant
unwanted, presence
alluring to its psychological, effects
that accompany the easily, visible
physical..
(a really well executed, poem
thanks for sharing
I'm so sorry for your struggles
and I hope they find a cure soon)
thanks for sharing
a brave write, since
as a model
this must be harder on you
as it seems to have robbed you
of a tangible, career path or dream
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