I Hate What I See Poem by ana mia

I can't look in the mirror
I only feel disgust
I only am left with pain and constant reminders of my past
I put my hand on my face
Feel the rough texture of an old matured face
I run my hands down my chest
Feel the sagging of my breasts
I run them past my stomach and down my legs
Flashbacks of the abuse I have taken
I stare at my feet
Wish they could take me somewhere desolate
Somewhere I could cover my eyes and not have to live with my insecurities
Somewhere no one could hurt me
or tell me I'm not good enough
I hate what I see
I hate who I am
I must cover the mirror of shame,
and bandage these hands of disgust