Assignment #2

I reread your assignment after I read this, and I believe I went the wrong way and ran with it. I hope it's ok though. Each stanza is a different life. Or a different part of me that I've put away, or maybe still have. Idk if that makes any sense. Hope you enjoy


My pores are open, susceptible to everything..except knowledge
Accept knowledge..let everything in Oil, Toxins, cocoa butter..but
Not able to contain my soul..my pores were
My soul had grown thin, easier to stretch out, and find people didn’t need it
I found out too late..that’s when my elasticity left..I can’t stretch like I used to
(tired of caring)

The eyes are windows to the back of my head
When I’m looking at you unguarded..my eyes then are the windows to my soul
The windows are cracked though, or trapped shut by paint
I don’t want you to get cut digging through my essence..it’s sharp sometimes
(caring about your safety, cause dealing with me isn’t)

I need to do some self help type maintenance handy woman type stuff
Does anyone know how to mend a broken heart, or fill in a pair of empty eyes
If you know someone..I have a job for you
Maybe we could try to cover up the dirty walls of my heart
Hide the secrets..make the walls feel pretty so the won’t tell
You know walls talk
And maybe if I gave them a new coat, they’d feel nice enough to not speak
To the world, I’d sometimes like to not be a part of
(Needy, and maybe hopeful)

Your eyes are mirrors reversed
When I look in them, I see your perception of me..how you see me
Wow, didn’t know you saw so little of me
This tiny reflection of me in the gloss of your eyes
Gets clouded in the mist of mine
I’m sorry…I couldn’t help it
My eyes let everything in, when my pores pour everything out
I don’t have control of that though
(Truth)

I need some life exfoliation
Maybe I could feel alive just this once
As a special treat for attempting this assignment
I think I at least deserve that
I can’t keep my soul in
And my body is missing it
Their eyes can’t see it
But then again it takes nothing to see, and everything to feel
most people are stuck in the middle
(Realization of things I once thought were real)