Flawless Entirety and Bliss


My incapacity to despise my flaws

is what makes me flawless.

After all, my defects subject me

to who I am and who I want to be.

There is beauty in accepting imperfections

and rather than feeling incomplete,

I fill my emptiness with affection

because the only one who sees my reflection,

is me

If I continuously search for my own flaws

and attempt to unearth ways to "fix" them

I will always find shortcomings in myself,

which is why my flawlessness

is constructed of my entirety and bliss.




Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741