Temptation

This isn't one of my favourite poems.. But I do like the content and message. Enjoy x

What is it that a model sees

When she looks at herself in shame?

Her viewers fall for the deceit;

The mask she wears to hide her pains

That burden her with dragging weights,

Gaining hate with ev'ry pound lost.

Her trials were unveiled too late,

Dating back to where her life paused

And she let go her will to choose

Which "beauty" could push itself through

The barriers that were abused,

Resulting in this twisted view

Where the girl looking back at her

Has thighs too wide and cheeks too low.

Fingers down her throat will alter

The numbers of the scale below,

Yet at what cost can she appease

The lustful gaze of appraisers?

Each tedious moment of disease

Takes moments from the life and worth

That no one ever let her feel.

Then one day someone came along

Who gave her cause to calm her fears.

If ev'rything she knew was wrong,

And purging left her naught but bone,

She could see her life spiralling

Down the drain. Leaving her alone

With the man and wretched itching

To let her fingers return "home"

To safety of burning scratches.

It seems so easy to let go

And accept the blissful wretches

Where guilt is simply released

And the world comes to a standstill.

What is it in life that is missed

When love is apparently real?

Yet she is left with the tempting disease.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A splendid read and write...Pen on...:)..............

[Courtney]

Thanks so much :)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)......................