Updated: Sep 27, 2020
Art by Emily Kray
I am more beautiful
broken and torn.
Tangled and covered in scars-
Scars on my body,
like the rings of trees
Reminding me I’m growing.
Thus, I made a world out of myself
and built a home with all the pieces
I believed, were empty.
I opened my arms and carved out my chest,
into a place where flaws have existence
and mistakes happen daily.
A place where forgiveness isn’t just given by me,
but to me, for me,
no matter how undeserving I think I am.
I know, I’m marked with regrets and mistakes
But, you see, I believe
People are more earth than they are skin.
So, I’ll bloom in colors that are bold
and break but be whole.
I want to be so wrecked by this world-
The wind, and the thunder
The morning dew in the blades of grass,
that bunch at my feet.
I know, they shall judge me.
From the outside,
After all, the most beautiful things
are often the hardest to see.
So let’s catch tears and paint skin covered in scars
Let’s be broken together,
so that they can see we are
whole when we are fragile.
Sheha Saha is an eighteen-year-old aspiring writer, spoken word poet and artist. Through her writing, she always likes to engage herself with topics relating to mental health, healing and femininity. Being a slam poet also, she often speaks against all the various societal stereotypes and misogyny. Her work has also been published in various online literary sites and as part of anthologies.
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