Revealed

Standing in the door clothing falls to the floor As layer upon layer peeled I am revealed Scars and imperfections a map without directions My fingers begin to explore touching and tracing every pore Suddenly I am filled with disgust knowing I will never again trust No mortal man could ever see how different God has made me As I hurry to re-dress the horrible thoughts progress I become angry, even livid the warmth is running through me ever so vivid Insecurities continue to race through me and with each new one I tend to agree "Beauty is only skin deep" the phrase is indeed cheap Although beauty comes from within everyone yet looks to the physical skin.