People have died
trying to find
what beauty constitutes.

Your thighs were always beautiful to me.
Your round and freckled face has always been perfection.
Your thin lipped smile was known
for shining through our flaws.

But terrified, you scrutinize the masses.

Who the hell are you
to say just where the world casts eyes
when souls don't make the status quo?

How do you pass judgement
when the only time you see yourself through honest eyes
are times when a bottle is close at hand?

Maybe it was just a joke
a poem all in fun and games-
but that's the point.

What hurts another never mattered
never held much water in your mind.
A joke to you's funny for all
right?
We're laughing.

Hear it?




And it's fine until it wounds you.
Fine until this poem met your eyes
and slid a blade across your fragile ego.
Nothing ever matters 'til you're hurting too,
ever notice?
Nothing ever heals until you're fine.

And what are we?
How can you love us?
Love at all?
What is in you but an animal
that serves only herself?

Empty and resigned
he comes to Me.
And what is there to say
except "I'm sorry"
and "I care"?

You see,
the thing about these ugly people
isn't that their bellies bulge
isn't all the fat residing somewhere in some grand excess.
Everyone grows old and then grows ugly, given time.

No, the thing about these people
those really, truly ugly people
Is how they can spill like venom
from the grandest golden cup.

05/19/2005

Author's Note: Feel something. ANYTHING. Something that isn't for yourself alone. Take responsibility for the people you hurt. Think. Love something. Anything. This hurts and it should, not because we want you to hurt, but because maybe you still deserve people who will take a stab at getting you to realize you have forfeited what makes you a person. Bloom. No one else can take you from this. Nobody can change you. This is desperation. This is rage. This is torment. This could be your wake up call, or fuel for the fires. Wake yourself up.

-Trish and Jordane

Posted on 05/20/2005
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