By. Taylor Rose
Staring at my body in the mirror is like waiting looking for answers from a
dead man.
The dead cannot speak, and my body cannot repair the brokenness inside me.
No matter how much love I wrap around myself, around my body,
There’s never enough to feel whole.
Someone once told me that our bodies deserve our love, and I agree.
I love every lightning bolt shaped stretch mark and every handful of flesh,
But my mind stops that feeling of warmth before it can reach the inside.
There’s a broken piece, a cut wire, a cracked window somewhere inside me,
And sometimes I wonder if there will never be enough self love for that.
Taylor Rose, Borgen Project Ambassador, Cleveland State University, Leading Women of Tomorrow | Secretary, Alpha Sigma Alpha Sorority Iota Zeta Chapter | Vice President of Public.