My Body

My body is a cage

a flame

snow

It holds me back

is out of control

regarded as beautiful

when in fact;

it brings cold and destruction

is deemed amazing and just for a while

is highly anticipated, until my body

disappoints

My spirit is free

a mustang

butterfly

But my body just pins her wings down

My soul yearns

to learn

sing

But my body is arrogant and lazy

My body creates my identity to others

when it’s not who I am

who I want to be

who I ever was

Because when the scars run deeper than any well

when the bruises hurt more than any burn

when the tears shower down faster than any waterfall

My body smiles

-       -    14/05/09