Uplift

I was determined to show up and love you where you were

I propped my chest open to let some air in

And then you had to go and critique my body

I was fine I would have left unscathed

But you had to talk about something I’ve taken years to love.

Something that has always been fragile

And it broke me a little bit

But I know this is just me learning to love me regardless of other’s opinions

So thank you for poking the wound

Thank you for poking my body.

-Saschia

Published by Jayne

Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily on improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with.

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