Bare
I’m open
Fully exposed
You see all of me
To you, nothing is closed
I’m revealed
Nothing left hidden
Couldn’t take it back if I tried
You see the forbidden
I am bare
Body and soul shown
Makes me uncomfortable, insecure
You see what only I’ve known
I turn away ashamed
Ugly, disgusting, hideous, the gross one
I’m a disaster, broken to pieces
A pitiful excuse of a person
I wish to retract my exposure
Don’t cast your eyes upon me
My imperfections, so many, so toxic
Who I am, nobody should see
I cover what I can
Hide from your view
I loathe who I am, what I am
I can never be worthy of you
Unsuccessful in my covering, I give up
I lay down my head and weep
Face of a monster with a hue of black
I’m horrendous; dreams of me break child’s sleep
Lock away my being, conceal it
Destroy the key for this horror, this existent
None will have to again witness these evils
A blemish on mankind, God’s infamous misprint
Belong here I do not
Villainous I am to plague you with my presence
Wish to die. Filled to the brim with guilt
Shouldn’t have to deal with me, my essence
You’re pure, untouchable
None can match your perfection
My shadow casts upon you
And I corrupt the world with my infection
I steal a quick, undeserved glance
Hoping to view a glimpse of what you think
I see many emotions, thoughts, ideas
All in the span of a blink
I see your beauty, completely unparalleled
That could never be missed
For that reason alone,
You would have been swiftly kissed
On you I see truth
It hangs on you like angel’s wings
Why should you be with a devil
Who only foulness brings?
The grace that surrounds you overwhelms
It just adds to my inadequacy
Only further proves
My tremendous fallacy
The fallacy that I believed
You could want to be
With someone as grotesque,
As gruesome as me
In you I see compassion
I see utmost love and care
Obviously not for me,
But someone who’s earned their share
Something grave is missing
As I study your unwavering eyes
It’s the lock I expected
The look of utter despise
What did you do with it?
Are you just an actor so complex?
A magician of emotions?
Here one moment, gone the next?
Because it’s just not possible
That you could enjoy my person
I’ve been cursed by God
To be more despicable than Satan
It’s a perfect masquerade
Hide disgust behind a mask
I know it’s there, somewhere
Finding it is just the task
Where could it be?
No appearance it’s made
It can’t not be there
Of that the world forbade
You can’t not hate me
It’s never been done
I’m only used to being
Cast out, shunned by everyone
Your smile lies
Of this I swear
You have to loathe me, right?
Or could you actually, care
But that’s nonsense
You’d be an utter fool
Can’t be me, a nobody
Nothing more than Lucifer’s tool
I’ve don’t nothing right
Nothing to deserve this blessing
This body so impure
You must surely be jesting
But those furnace warmed eyes
Ever so convincing
Soft, gentle, still
Direct and unflinching
They bring forth hope
Something unknown to me
But such a convincing look
How can I not see?
Your love is genuine
Although I resist
Such a thought so impractical
It does truly exist
As though to remove all doubt
And become open to me
You do so with your apparel
You let go and are free
For this I wasn’t prepared
Such elegance I’ve never seen
It took me by great surprise
This change, so extreme
I quake with nervosity
The view shakes me inside
Because you’re bare
With nothing to hide
You calm my convulsions directly
Enveloping me and pulling near
It calms my nerves, my thoughts
Allowing me to think clear
We have separate evils
Mine much worse, it’s true
But this new found connection
Where I become one with you
It alters reality
Nothing will ever continue the same
Because you washed away my evils
My demons, my bad name
You made me feel acceptable
A positive mark on life
Your love changed who I am
Cut away the evils with a heart-shaped knife
Sincerely, I thank you
You have me something I never knew
You accepted me bare, expressed yourself
From this, I know I’ll forever love you
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