my bare feet on the frozen floor tiles

misery, tired eyes and a forced smile

freckles hop, skip and jump between limbs

fading hair that needs a trim

freely by my side, arms dangle and sway

body language telling of my disarray

left boob has always been bigger

scaling my torso thinking “today its a little thicker”

stretch marks flow across my butt and inner thigh

they’re beautiful but i still ask why?

busted knees show no mercy

legs are hairy and still keep me sturdy

soft pale skin kissed by tiny bruises

from my body, anguish oozes

i can see that i’m drowning