i wish i was him.
so i could be hers.
i wish my body would melt away
hatching a new me
one who she would love unconditionally.
i wish i was him.
i wish i was hers.
roses wilt if not tended to
if not checked up on
if not watered
if not basking in the sun
if ignored
it's beautiful petals fall
the thorns grow brittle and sharp
i am a wilting rose.
solitude.
loneliness.
call it what you must.
i am in solitude
lonely inside of my own body
for no one shall fill my aching heart
i am alone.
solitude.
loneliness.
i want to cut away at my thighs
my hips
my arms
my face
leave them to rot
so i may purchase new ones
with the everlasting yearning for a new body.
tell me i am worth more than a single coin
i am priceless
i am to be put on display
for them to see my beauty
i am worth no more
no one will buy me
i am worth a single coin
maybe less.
tell me my worth
