Thursday, January 28, 2010

Changing Me to Perfect

I felt dizzy when I finally woke up from what seemed like a sleep that had lasted forever.

I kept feeling like ‘nothing’;

like a ‘nothing’ who didn’t want to become a something because the ‘nothing’ had swallowed me whole. 

Emptiness was the way that my heart felt when it beat in my chest, only to hear the sound of a hollow tree—

nothing but emptiness, no blood or veins-

no muscles or tissue running through my body.

I was numb from the surgery. 

            No pain felt, but much pain was seen when I was given a mirror.

The horror; so ugly was what I was.

            I wanted my eyes to be bigger, my lips fuller, my nose straighter…

and lets not forget that I wanted high cheekbones and didn’t want my eye lids to sag.

The change is for the better, I needed to change it all-because I know he would love me more this way.  My husband told me, he would love me more this way.

-Butta Love, the provocative verbalist