Skin Maps
So long
the flesh of my fantasies
stretched down my breasts
the fire of the wrong ones loved
next to the trails
of the ones I never found
The flabby belly filled with chances
not taken
my melting back
weak from never lifting
Arms and legs
they should’ve traveled
they should’ve embraced
they should’ve fought
they should’ve run
but I was to busy
eating the years
pulling the road maps
to nowhere
on to my skin
When I get naked now
it’s all sags and burns
the scars of what
I didn’t do
and
what I did
October 12, 2015
Tressa Lee Breen
Inspired by OctPoWriMo.
Cannot remember where I found image, used without permission, with no credit taken, no profit made and no offense intended.
Powerful imagery.
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