Aisha Abdelfatah Poet Prose Poetry

Shattered

I can't look...

I watch in disgust
As the scale goes up,
And my stomach drops.

The scale is both my best friend 
And my darkest enemy.
It can either save me,
Or be my utter demise.
But either way,
It doesn't lie.
It always speaks the truth,
No matter the consequences,
No matter the circumstances.

Too much
Too fat
Too imperfect

That's what the voices whisper,
Quietly wreaking havoc in my mind.
Silently breaking me down,
From the inside out.

The mirror breaks
As my fist collides.
Hundreds of crystal pieces,
Stained red with crimson liquid.
The image of myself long gone.

Too much
Too fat
Too imperfect

They echo in my head,
Relentlessly breaking my dreams,
Until they're just like the mirror;
S H A T T E R E D

Too much
Too fat
Too imperfect

The ringing in my ears
A mere whisper,
Compared to the sound
Of my breaking heart.

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Skat A February 18, 2015 at 10:44 PM Aisha, Stopping by with a nice, sweet Welcome to Poetry Soup. I will get much delight in reading and in time become familiar with your verse. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :-) Please drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs* SKAT

Poet Destroyer A February 18, 2015 at 10:18 PM Aisha, A nice warm WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun in this wonderful community. You'll find many friendly poets, who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I want to be the first to invite you on over to the contest page. I OFFER MY CONTEST in hopes it inspires you in some way. I will enjoy following you and your poetry:) This is a great way to start the New Year. Lucky Us, To Have you. Enjoy 2015, with New Poet Friends! @-> LINDA <-@ Aisha Abdelfatah February 19, 2015 at 4:25 AM Thank you. I'll make sure to do that.

Njeri Hunjeri February 17, 2015 at 5:51 PM Most of us share shattered feelings in relation to our scales. How we look, how we used to look and want to look. Well penned Aisha Abdelfatah February 18, 2015 at 4:21 PM Thank you. I'm glad that it's relatable.