Naked Poem by Sydney La Roche

I could dazzle you with my long words.
I could intrigue you with my free verse.
I could reach for my thesaurus.
I could encite it with a chorus.

But today I want to strip it back.
Today I want to be exposed.
Today I want the white and black.
The words, the page, the grit, the smoke.

Today I'm naked. Today I'm real.
I'm poor, I'm lost, I think, I feel.
I talk too much; make too much sound.
I shout and drink and sleep around.

I could bore you with all I know about me.
I could post on facebook; my life story.
I could shout and scream for some attention.
I could admit that all I crave's affection.

But tonight I want to be upfront.
This is me. I'm way too blunt.
I'm all alone in my junkyard room.
I cry. I try. I sigh. I die.

Tonight I'm naked. Tonight I'm true.
I lose myself. I'm just like you.
I drink too much. I laugh through pain,
'Cause I know there's a rainbow after the rain.

Beautiful and brave as it shows it's colours,
And I'm naked beneath it's prismatic covers.