you show me yours, i'll show you mine
these imperfections we try to hide
tell me what you fear the most
and what it is you cannot stand
about yourself, those habits that
have developed into obsessions
what makes you cry when you're alone
what makes you run from love and what
you wish you could do if only stronger
what you hope no one else will notice
the past missteps you cannot shake
throw them here upon the table
maybe the light and air will kill them
maybe you'll feel a little better
when i pile my load next to yours
and show you that we all are perfect
because we are so imperfect.

Very good!
I'm just queer about flabby-ing from old age, old bad eating habits, and faded stretch marks. If someone can't stand my innards, they are really missing out, and if they can't stand my outards, don't want them anyway, either!! I YAM WHO I YAM!!

BRAVO!!!!!

This is an amazing piece of heart you have laid before all of us... Thank you Dirk!

Wouldn't that be a relief - to be able to just unburden ourselves of the insecurities and self-doubt? To know that all our 'dark' would be received with as open arms as our 'light'?

Thank you for that ...

i have many weight issues and a strong fear of failure myself

Dirk... I bared my soul in two poems I wrote here a while back but just as a refresher the titles are... They Say I'm Bipolar and Bi-cycle

Good Write.

I've come to love the Imperfections of Me,,,
I like to think of it as Imperfect is the New In thingyyyyyyy

liked it, great write!

Great write....And I just love the last line "and show you that we all are perfect
because we are so imperfect."

Flowers at your feet...

thank you all...now if i could only take my own advice...