Her imperfections

A Poem by liliana

She was never perfect, and never will be.

She cried herself to sleep that night, haunted by the words of those monsters in her head.

Put down again and again, until she could no longer find the will to stand on her own two legs.

Shattered spirit, pieces unable to be fit back together, no glue could ever fix the scars that had formed on her

heart.

She had locked herself away, and thrown the key somewhere she would never be able to find. Unbeknownst to her the wondrous things in store for her.

A kindhearted Father, watching over her from the clouds. Stroking her head, and lulling her to sleep each night.

Fighting the demons which were slowly taking over her mind.

Tears, the familiar taste of salt that never seemed to end. Eyes swollen, red and tired. Her soul was screaming,

and no one could hear her.

And as she gazed in that mirror, her own reflection was enough to make her break down. As she compared her

body to that of a photoshopped woman's, unable to see her own worth.

Her imperfections had began to eat her from the inside out, and the light in the darkness was no longer aflame.

© 2015 liliana

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Demetri J

This piece, seems to have a central idea without really sending a message or question. It's about a girl who feels self conscious because of her flaws. Normally I wouldn't require a poem to have a direct moral or propose a question as long as the central idea is interesting enough on its own, but here I can't help but feel it's a bit generic. Not much about the concept stands out, there are a million poems like this about this subject and other similar ideas. Maybe you should try being more unique and memorable with your work.

Also your word choice seems a little basic. I like the way you put some parts "stroking her lead, lulling her to sleep" is really nice. Other parts seem pretty bland, like "demons taking over her mind"; you could have expressed hat sentiment with more creative imagery. Here's a useful lesson in poetic word choice: Don't use unfulfilling words like 'thing' or 'somewhere'. Look at "the wondrous things in store", it could easily be "the wondrous surprises" or "the wondrous sights". "… Thrown the key to a dark chasm her eyes could never reach" is a little more exciting as well.

Good work, you definitely have potential and latent skill, just keep working at it and try to open your mind to possibility, your products can be great.