Body.
Irene Wilde
I, I try
Oh, I
I try, I try?
To find that simple peace of mind
Am I still or am I changed?
Does my body reflect the pain of yesterday?
Oh, my, my body
My body weighs me down
Its inhabitable oooh
Is it habitable now?
Am I still a woman today?
Or has all these years taken my air away?
Oh, is my body still me?
Can I know my body again?
To know all of its needs!
So I start to undress
And I take one nervous glance
I look at my reflection and
I find myself again
Oh, I, I find
I'm rediscovering myself
Through the mending of lines
Sprawled across
My broken body
Oh, shattered me
I bind my seams
With gold leaf
And awakened in my corporeal need
Oh, moral me
I'm a worthy being
I am sincerely me
For this is my body whole again
And complete
For I'm a woman healed
And in that I am a powerful being!
And as I undress
I allow myself to finally see
That I am allowed a happiness
Despite what has once ravished me
And I won’t be shamed!
My only commodity is not my body nor face
I’ve survived the darkest of my days
And I will not be haunted by that sure pain
Oh, beauty reframed!
By the dignity I rightfully claim
I’ve been bestowed a certain grace
By allowing hope to take darkness’ place
Oh, how I have been saved
Been saved
By my inexhaustible flame
My vulnerability is my strength
Now I rejoice in my feminine ways
For I was taught to honor what is true and brave
And as I undress
I see me
Clearly for the woman I’ve become
And I do not fear her at all
For I know that I will fall again
But I know
That I can get back up
For I have the strength of a thousand suns
Oh, I am
Yes I am
I am
Again